“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 in

chortled happily,

a resigned look. “Well, it looks like we’re going to have

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

they finally picked out an elegant cloak for Grace and a

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

before Charles and Sonia pulled up 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

house to greet her guest when she heard the sound of the car pulling up. Her eyes lit up

Sonia greeted

stood by the side and drawled sarcastically, “Don’t mind me, Mom. I’m

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 around, then concluded

was somewhat amused by the remark.

Grace insisted. “Your face is all cheekbones

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

Grace took her by the

was no one else at home but them, and

how you’ve been for the past six years.” Ever

had had with

furious when 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! You should have told us how badly they were

an apple.

and the rage he felt never went away. That being said, he

Grace’s outward concern, Sonia felt warmth course through her. Tears pricked her eyes as she said, “I didn’t want

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

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

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

and smoothed Sonia’s hair with motherly

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

her thoughts, and her eyes lit up with panic. She rose to her feet

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

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 whipping up a couple more dishes, and we can dig

nodded

Charles a look. “Come and help

could hardly believe what he had just heard as he pointed at his

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