Debbie’s hand.

Ignoring the broken teacup, he took Debbie to a distinguished old Lady with silver hair.

“Grandma, I’m back with Megan and Debbie. This is

Debbie Nelson, my wife,” he said to the old lady. Then turning to

Debbie, he said, “Deb, greet Grandma.”

The grandma wore a long garnet cashmere sweater, top-notch pearls around her neck and her wrists. She had been gazing at Debbie, stone-faced, since she walked in.

Just sitting there quietly was enough for her to intimidate everyone.

her stern face and sharp eyes were telling Debbie,

by all means. She

and smiled at the old

“Good evening, Grandma. I’m

to

said nothing. But when she saw the

have a look at you. How have

seemed all of a sudden she had turned from the icy cold witch into a cordial, loving grandma. It struck Debbie

It sucked.

old lady’s smiles lightened the atmosphere in

ran to Valerie and

much! I’ve been thinking

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