“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.

happily, elated that the younger girl had agreed to drop by

phone away and gave Sonia a resigned look. “Well, it looks like

pick out gifts for your parents.” With

rounds through the boutiques in the mall, they finally picked out an elegant cloak for Grace and a tasteful necktie for Curtis. Then, they made their way to the Lane

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 mother to her, having taken care of her

before Charles and Sonia pulled up in

was the first time 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

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

Lane,” Sonia greeted with

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

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

amused by the remark. “No, I

insisted. “Your face is all cheekbones

so now I appear a little more slender than usual,” Sonia

then.” Grace took her by the hand and led

one else at home but them, and she

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

had had with the Fullers,

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!

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

about her abusive marriage wounded him, and the rage he felt

felt warmth course through her. Tears pricked her eyes

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 all the time. Besides, they weren’t actually related to her,

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

frustrated, but she smiled good-naturedly

this gesture and smoothed Sonia’s hair with motherly

as he sniffed the air curiously. “Mom,

panic. She rose to her feet

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

the chowder was saved, she brought two tall glasses of juice over to Sonia and said, “Here you go, Sonia. Have some juice while you watch a bit of television; I’ll be in the kitchen

nodded with a warm

Charles a look. “Come and help me out in

had just heard as he pointed at his

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