“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.”

Lane. We’ll go over to

you soon!” Grace chortled happily, elated that the younger girl had agreed to drop by for

ended, Charles put his phone away and gave Sonia a resigned look. “Well, it looks like we’re going to have to give

fine; there’s always next time, anyway. Now, we should probably go and pick out gifts for your parents.” With that, she

elegant cloak for Grace and a tasteful necktie for Curtis. Then, they made their way to the Lane

ties with the Reeds, and their relationship was more family than anything else. In particular, Grace had been best friends with Sonia’s mother. As far as

Charles and Sonia pulled up in

though she noted that the house looked the same as it

car pulling up. Her eyes lit up at the sight of Sonia, and she approached the latter with

greeted with

embraced, Charles stood by the side and drawled sarcastically, “Don’t mind me,

“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 a good look at you!” She clasped Sonia’s hands in hers and slowly

the remark.

have,” Grace insisted. “Your face is all

because I’ve lost all my baby fat, so now I appear a little more slender than

along, then.” Grace took her by the hand and

home but them, and she

you tell me how you’ve been for the past six years.” Ever since Grace watched the press conference, she had

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

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 you had told us, then we would have stood up for

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

abusive marriage wounded him, and the rage he felt never went away. That being said, he was less angry with her than

her. Tears pricked her

had to a family was Grace and the rest of the Lanes. She might have been able to get them to stand up for her throughout her marriage to Toby, but they couldn’t come to her defense

going to do with you?” Grace gently prodded

frustrated, but she smiled good-naturedly

and smoothed Sonia’s

then, Charles frowned as he sniffed the air curiously. “Mom, what do you have on the

lit up with panic. She rose to her feet in

a second longer, she rushed toward the kitchen to salvage the chowder simmering in the pot, and thankfully, she made it in time to keep the chowder from

juice while you watch a bit of television; I’ll

Mrs. Lane.” Sonia nodded with a warm

look. “Come and help me

as he pointed at his

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