“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.”

for the offer, Mrs. Lane. We’ll go over to your place in a

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

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

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

the mall, they finally picked out an elegant cloak for Grace and a tasteful necktie for Curtis. Then, they made their

had been best friends with

pulled

time Sonia had dropped by in six years, though she noted that the house looked the same as it had before. As

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

Lane,” Sonia greeted

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

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

somewhat amused by the remark. “No, I haven’t, Mrs.

Grace insisted. “Your

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

Grace took her by the hand and

that there was no one else at home but them, and she couldn’t help but

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

to detail the life she had had with the Fullers,

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

as he bit into an apple. “That’s

the rage he felt never went away. That being said, he was less angry with her than he was pitiful

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

had lost both her parents, and the closest thing 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

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

frustrated, but she smiled good-naturedly

softened at this gesture and

curiously. “Mom, what do you have on the stove? I

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

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

of juice over to Sonia and said, “Here you go, Sonia. Have some juice while

Mrs. Lane.” Sonia nodded with a

look. “Come and help me out in

believe what he had just heard as he pointed at his nose. “Are you serious,

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