Charlie had even asked his classmates at preschool about their grandmothers, curiously comparing them to his own.

It didn't take long for him to realize that his grandmother was quite different. None of his friends' grandmothers behaved like a child, playing games or speaking in such an unclear, disjointed way. But Charlie didn't mind. In fact, he adored his grandmother just the way she was.

Seeing Charlie nearby, sticking close to Linda and watching over her, Jamie felt reassured and continued selecting groceries.

Just as she decided she had everything she needed and was ready to check out, a commotion broke out nearby.

"Hey, this old lady stole something! Somebody grab the thief!"

"That's not true!" Charlie's voice rang out, loud and defiant. "My grandma isn't a thief! You must have dropped it, and she picked it up to look at it."

The accuser was a middle-aged woman with her young daughter in tow. As an adult, she easily dismissed Charlie's protests and placed all the blame on Linda, the only adult present.

my phone down for a moment while taking care of my kid and grabbing groceries. Then your grandma takes it, and somehow she's in the right?"

gather, and she raised her voice,

come judge this for yourselves! Who's in the wrong here? She's a grown woman. How could she not know it's wrong to

boy, it's your

true! Grandma was trying to

found his defense amusing and let out a mocking laugh. "And I

The surrounding

was so upset that his lips quivered, and tears welled up in his eyes. But then,

cry. His mom had told him to take good care of Grandma, and he

"Charlie."

pointing at the woman

shattered. She held him close, her voice gentle but firm. "It's okay,

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