“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.”

Mrs. Lane. We’ll go over to

please, no need for the formalities. See you soon!” Grace chortled happily, elated that the

put his phone away and gave Sonia a resigned look. “Well,

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

they finally picked out an elegant cloak for Grace and

family than anything else. In particular, Grace had been best friends with Sonia’s mother. As far as Sonia was concerned, Grace was like a second mother to her,

and Sonia pulled up in front of the

looked the same as it had

when she heard the sound of the car pulling up. Her eyes lit up at the sight of Sonia, and she approached the latter with her arms spread

Sonia greeted with a

sarcastically, “Don’t mind me, Mom. I’m

on Sonia now. Come here, Sonia, let me take a good look at you!”

somewhat amused by the remark. “No,

have,” Grace insisted. “Your face is all

appear a little more slender than usual,” Sonia placated. “Alright,

Come along, then.” Grace took her by the

else at home but them, and she couldn’t help but

me how you’ve been for the past six years.” Ever since Grace watched the press conference, she had been wanting to know all that had happened

easily with a nod and began to detail the life she had had with the Fullers, though she kept it brief to save Grace

was still furious when she heard the last of the story. She slapped the edge of the coffee table in a physical show of frustration and snapped, “I knew those Fullers were rotten! You should have told us how badly they were treating you, Sonia. If

into an

he felt never went away. That

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

have been able to get them to stand up for her throughout her marriage to Toby, but they couldn’t come to her defense all the time. Besides, they weren’t

I going to do with you?” Grace gently prodded the younger

smiled good-naturedly as she wrapped

at this gesture and smoothed

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

panic.

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

tall glasses of juice over to Sonia and said, “Here you go, Sonia. Have some juice while you watch a bit of television;

Mrs. Lane.” Sonia nodded

and help me

could hardly believe what he had just heard as he pointed at

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