“It’s not you I’m looking for; I want to speak to Sonia. Is she there with you?” Grace asked on the other line, prompting Charles to glance over at Sonia.

“She’s here,” he answered.

“Pass the phone to her.”

Having made a noise of agreement, Charles handed Sonia his phone while saying, “Here, it’s my mom.”

Sonia took the phone over and greeted pleasantly, “Mrs. Lane.”

“Sonia! I’ve missed you so much.” Grace beamed as soon as she heard Sonia’s voice on the other end of the call.

Sonia, on the other hand, smiled as well. “I’ve missed you, too, Mrs. Lane.”

“You could always drop by to see me, you know,” Grace pointed out, feigning dejection.

“Sorry, Mrs. Lane. I’ve been tied up with tons of stuff recently. I barely have time to breathe,” Sonia winced and said apologetically.

“Well, you could come over for a meal right now if you have the time. I’ll bust out a few of my best recipes for you,” Grace cajoled kindly.

Sonia was just about to say something when Charles—who had been eavesdropping—spoke up instead. “Mom, I’m bringing my darling for seafood.”

Grace, however, was insistent as she countered, “You know how restaurants never run a quality check on their seafood supplies, and it’s not as if they could do better than me when it comes to cooking.”

Sonia interjected, “Thank you for the offer, Mrs. Lane. We’ll go over to your place in a bit!”

“Oh, please, no need for the formalities. See you soon!” Grace chortled happily, elated that the younger girl had agreed to drop by for a meal.

When the call ended, Charles put his phone away and gave Sonia a resigned look. “Well, it looks like we’re going to have to give the seafood restaurant a miss.”

“It’s fine; there’s always next time, anyway. Now, we should probably go and pick out gifts for your parents.” With that, she linked arms with him and led him toward the car.

After they made their rounds through the boutiques in the mall, they finally picked out an elegant cloak for Grace and a tasteful necktie for Curtis. Then, they made their way to the Lane Residence.

anything else. In particular, Grace had been best friends with Sonia’s mother. As far

wasn’t long before Charles and Sonia pulled up in

same as it had

her guest when she heard the sound of the car pulling up. Her eyes lit up at

Lane,” Sonia greeted with a bright

by the side and drawled sarcastically,

rolled her eyes as she said pointedly, “I see you every day, and believe me when I say I’m getting tired of it. My attention is on Sonia now. Come here, Sonia, let me take

somewhat amused by the remark. “No, I haven’t,

insisted. “Your face is

baby fat, so now I appear a little more slender

of course. Come along, then.” Grace took her by the hand and led her into the

villa, Sonia noted that there was no one else at home but

still golfing with his buddies. No matter. Sonia, why don’t you tell me how you’ve been for the past six years.” Ever since Grace

had

in a physical show of frustration and snapped, “I knew those Fullers were rotten! You

as he bit into an apple. “That’s what I told

felt never went away. That being said, he was less

the sight of Charles and Grace’s outward concern, Sonia felt warmth course through her. Tears pricked

to stand up for her throughout her marriage to Toby, but they couldn’t come to her

I going to do with you?” Grace gently prodded the younger girl’s forehead

frustrated, but she smiled good-naturedly as she wrapped the latter’s arm like an affectionate

and smoothed Sonia’s hair

then, Charles frowned as he sniffed the air curiously. “Mom, what

eyes lit up with panic. She rose to her feet in a flurry and

the kitchen to salvage the chowder simmering in the pot, and thankfully,

over to Sonia and said, “Here you go, Sonia. Have some juice while you watch a bit of television; I’ll be in the kitchen whipping up a couple

Lane.” Sonia nodded with a warm

shot Charles a look. “Come and help me out in

believe what he had just heard as he pointed at his nose. “Are you serious,

not?” Grace’s face was

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