I Was Hired To Pretend To Be His Granddaughter

shift and still asks if your feet hurt. Sometimes family is the girl who thinks she’s fooling you and doesn’t know you decided months ago to let yourself be loved.”

Greg leaned back hard in his chair.

One of the nephews, a heavyset man in a sport coat that didn’t fit right, rubbed his forehead like he had a headache.

And I sat there hearing Walter’s voice continue reading …