My Grandpa Sewed My Prom Dress 5 Days Before He Passed Away – My Classmates Laughed Until the Most Popular Boy at School Taught Them a Lesson

I opened my mouth to say something, anything, but I didn’t even have the strength to argue.

So I turned around. I was going to leave.

I was going to walk back to that apartment and cry into the pillow that still smelled of my grandpa’s aftershave. I was never going to tell anyone that this was how I’d said goodbye to him.

Then a hand closed gently around mine.

I looked up. Glenn.

He wore a dark navy suit and stared at me with something I couldn’t quite name. Not pity. Something quieter. Sadder.

“Tina.”

“Please let go,” I whispered. “I just want to leave.”

“Glenn, I can’t.”

“Please.” His grip tightened just barely. “I’ll be back. I promise.”