Storm POV
I felt Grams stiffen at my accusation, but she didn't try to leave my lap. My had still drawing circles on her, and gently rocking side to side. Today, Grams has understanding; tomorrow, she might not know who I am. It hurts.
"Good thinking, will call my man now, excuse me." Gramps stood and walked over to the window, looking out as he spoke orders on his phone. He had one hand on the window, leaning against it. He was just holding it together. He might not have known Cloe for long, but her act had changed him, made him feel more responsible for her.
"Do you really think I could have caused this?" Grams managed to speak, her tears drying up.
"Could be, sometimes you are abrasive, and not everyone can handle that. Did you meet new people lately?" I asked, wondering how much s
