Betty's POV. 

After Claire left, I sat there for a while, letting the quiet stretch around me. My thoughts drifted to Grandma, who probably worried sick by now.

With a deep breath, I reached for my phone and dialled her number.The moment her voice came through with familiar warmth hit me like a soft blanket after a cold night.

I didn’t realise I'd missed it until now.“Grandma”Before I could even finish, she interrupted sharply, her tone full of that teasing authority only she ...