I Was Hired To Pretend To Be His Granddaughter

you away.”

That nearly broke me.

I’d made that pie in our apartment kitchen with a rolling pin that had a cracked handle and not enough flour.

He’d eaten two slices.

Then the attorney read the line that made Linda make a sound in the back of her throat.

“I know my daughter arranged the deception because she believed it was kinder than the truth. I don’t continue reading …