"Naomi how did you know Grandpa was here for his lungs?"
Almost nobody knew about his condition.
So how does she?
"Marcus mentioned a while back that Grandpa hadn't been well." Naomi's answer came smooth, quick on her feet. "And last night at dinner, I noticed him getting short of breath and coughing a bit. Figured it might be some kind of lung inflammation."
The explanation was airtight. Nathan couldn't find a single thread to pull on.
"So Marcus said something." He turned it over, thoughtful.
His curiosity about Naomi only deepened.
A vague comment and a little observation, and she landed on lung inflammation without missing a beat.
She's sharper than I gave her credit for.
"That kid never leaves me anything to be mysterious about," their grandfather grumbled, though the annoyan
