“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.”

“Thank you for the offer, Mrs. Lane. We’ll go over

need for the formalities. 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

always next time, anyway. Now, we should probably go and pick out gifts for

in the mall, they finally picked out an elegant cloak for Grace and

than anything else. In particular, Grace had been best friends with Sonia’s mother. As far as Sonia was concerned, Grace was like a

pulled up in

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 warm

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

greeted with

side and drawled sarcastically, “Don’t

she said pointedly, “I see you every day, 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

by the remark. “No, I

have,” Grace insisted. “Your face is

I’ve 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

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

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

Sonia answered easily with a nod and began to detail the life she had had with the Fullers, though she kept it brief to

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

as he bit into an

rage he felt never went away. That being

Sonia felt warmth course through her. Tears pricked her eyes as she said, “I didn’t want to make you

couldn’t

to do with you?” Grace gently prodded

was frustrated, but she smiled good-naturedly

softened at this gesture and

“Mom, what

her eyes lit up with panic.

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

two tall glasses of juice over to Sonia and said, “Here you go, Sonia. Have some juice

Sonia nodded with a

a look. “Come and help me out in

he had just heard as

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