(Nathaniel)
Ethan's question changed the room. Amelia's mother stared at him, while her father looked between Ethan and me. Amelia rested a hand against Ethan's back. I waited for her to answer him.
"They're my parents," Amelia said. "That makes them your grandparents."
Ethan studied them with open curiosity. "Like Grandma Vivian?"
"Yes."
Her mother's expression changed at my mother's name. I could already tell she didn't like that Ethan had met her before them. Amelia had opened the door and given them a chance to meet their grandson. I hoped they wouldn't ruin it by turning this into a competition.
"I'm your grandmother," her mother said. "I've wanted to meet you."
Ethan looked up at Amelia. "Did she know about me?"
"No," Amelia answered.
Her father stepped closer but kept some
