“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 your place in

Grace chortled happily, elated that the younger girl

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

go and pick out gifts for your parents.” With that, she linked arms with him and led him

cloak

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

Charles and Sonia pulled up in front

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

guest when she heard the sound of the car pulling up. Her eyes lit up at the sight of

Lane,” Sonia greeted with a bright

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

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 spun her

somewhat amused by the remark. “No, I

Grace insisted. “Your face is all

appear a little more slender

took her by the hand and led

was no one else at home but them,

Sonia, why don’t you tell me how you’ve been for the past six years.” Ever since Grace watched the press conference,

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

a physical show of frustration and snapped, “I knew those Fullers were rotten! You should have told us how badly they

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

that she had kept mum about her abusive marriage wounded him, and the rage he felt never went away. That being said,

Tears

she 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 all the time. Besides,

to do with you?” Grace gently prodded the younger girl’s forehead and heaved

smiled good-naturedly as she wrapped the

at this gesture and smoothed Sonia’s hair

curiously. “Mom, what do you have

lit up with panic. She rose to her feet in a flurry and exclaimed,

toward the kitchen to salvage the chowder simmering in the pot, and thankfully, she made it in time to keep

you go, Sonia. Have some juice while you watch a bit of television; I’ll be in the kitchen whipping up a couple more dishes, and we can dig in

Lane.” Sonia nodded

and help

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

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