“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.”

“Thank you for the offer, Mrs. Lane. We’ll go

need for the formalities. See you soon!” Grace chortled happily,

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

anyway. Now, we should probably go and pick out gifts for your parents.” With that, she linked arms with him and led him toward

rounds through the boutiques in the mall, they finally picked out an elegant cloak for Grace and a tasteful necktie

close 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 Sonia was concerned, Grace was like a second

long before Charles and Sonia pulled up in

Sonia had dropped by in six years, though she noted that the house looked the same as it had before. As such, she did not feel out of place at all and rather felt a

pulling up. Her eyes lit up at the sight

greeted with a

women embraced, Charles stood by the side and drawled sarcastically, “Don’t mind me, Mom. I’m just your biological son,

on Sonia now. Come here, Sonia, let me take

by the remark. “No, I haven’t,

have,” Grace insisted. “Your face is all cheekbones

fat, so now I appear a little more slender than usual,” Sonia placated. “Alright, that’s enough fretting, Mrs.

Grace took her by the hand and led her

home but them, and she

been for the past six years.” Ever since Grace watched the press conference, she had been wanting to know all that had

the life she had had with the

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

agreed as he bit into an

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

Tears pricked her eyes as she said, “I didn’t want to make

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 all the time. Besides, they weren’t actually related to her, which meant her troubles would only grow to become an unnecessary burden for them. She would rather give them

gently prodded the younger girl’s forehead and heaved a

frustrated, but she smiled good-naturedly as she wrapped the

softened at this gesture and smoothed

air curiously. “Mom, what do you have

panic. She rose to her feet in a flurry and exclaimed, “Oh, no! My seafood

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

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

Mrs. Lane.” Sonia nodded with a warm

look. “Come and help

just heard as he pointed at his nose. “Are you serious, Mom? What

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