“Amy, you are back! I am so sorry about your grandma,” Joanne exclaimed, giving Amy a big hug.

Amy blinked. “My grandma?”

Joanne released her from her embrace and looked at her, her eyes full of sympathy. “Brian told me you called and told him you needed a week off to visit your sick grandma in Tennessee.”

“I did?” Amy asked but then quickly recovered. “Ah, yes. I did. Poor granny,” she said, thinking about both of her grandmas, who had been dead for years now.

Joanne ...