“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.”

interjected, “Thank you for the offer, Mrs. Lane. We’ll go over to your place

See you soon!” Grace chortled happily, elated that the younger girl had agreed

ended, Charles put 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

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

relationship was more family than anything else. In particular, Grace had been best friends with Sonia’s

Charles and Sonia pulled up

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

of the car pulling up. Her eyes lit

greeted with a bright

drawled sarcastically, “Don’t mind me, Mom. I’m just

believe me when I say I’m getting tired of it. My attention is on Sonia now. Come here, Sonia, let me take

amused by the remark. “No, I

“Your face is all cheekbones

more slender than usual,” Sonia placated. “Alright, that’s enough fretting,

took her by the hand and led her into the family

Sonia noted that there was no one else at home but them, and

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

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

and snapped, “I knew those Fullers were rotten! You should have told us how badly they were treating you, Sonia. If you

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

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

Tears pricked her

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

with you?” Grace gently prodded the younger

Grace was frustrated, but she smiled good-naturedly as she wrapped the latter’s arm

softened at this gesture and smoothed Sonia’s hair with motherly

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

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

salvage the chowder simmering in the pot, and thankfully,

go, Sonia. Have some juice while you watch a bit of television; I’ll be

nodded with a

“Come and

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

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