When we walked inside, Melissa looked up from the couch. “Oh,” she said with a fake smile. “You’re back.”
Grandma ignored her. “Call your husband. We need to talk.”
Dad came into the living room a moment later.
“Call your husband. We need to talk.”
Grandma unfolded the blanket and held it. “The yarn used for this blanket came from my late daughter-in-law’s continue reading …