Alex
“So! How was your grandma’s house?” Joy asked, flopping down on my bed. She was wearing purple unicorn pajamas and her hair was braided into two short braids on either side of her head so it wouldn’t get tangled while she slept.
“Grandma’s house is boring,” I said with a frown. “I wish you could come, it would be much more fun. I could show you all my favorite places and you could meet my grandma.”
She tipped her head to one side. “So why don’t you bring me sometime?” She asked. “I’m sure my mom wouldn’t mind, as long as she knows your dad will be there too.” Or,” she lowered her voice to a conspiratorial whisper, “we could find a way to make my mommy come with us too.”
I tightened my grip on the pillow case. “I really wish you could come,” I said uneasily, “but my family is…kinda
