Davina's POV

“Where’s Grandpa?” I asked the moment Ravi ran up to me.

It was no surprise my son was still in the garden, but he was with Elena and Santo. Not Dad.

“Grandpa said he was tired,” Ravi explained. “He went up to take a nap.”

“When?”

“What’s the matter, Davina?” Elena butted in. “You sound worried.”

I put Ravi down and kissed the top of his head. “Why don’t we head inside? Maybe get you something to eat?”

“I already ate. Elena made me sandwiches. ...