Kyle shook his head immediately.
“No.”
“She was asleep on the floor. Explain it.”
“I will.”
Gladys suddenly stood.
“I should check on my son.”
She walked past us before either of us could stop her.
Kyle hurried after her.
I followed.
Gladys stopped in front of the kitchen. She smiled at the sight of Mia sleeping peacefully.
“There she is.”
She carefully tucked the blanket around my daughter without waking her.
Then she whispered, “Thank you for sharing.”
Mia opened her eyes, blinked once, then smiled.
“Hi, Grandma,” Mia said softly, as though she’d already said it a hundred times.
Grandma.
The word echoed inside my head.
Mia pushed herself upright and hugged Gladys.
“Did you have another bad dream?”
Gladys nodded.
“I couldn’t find Kyle.”
“I’m right here, Mom.”
She reached for his hand.
Only after she was calm did Mia look at me.
