My Grandma Kept a Notebook Nobody Knew About

slowly leaned away from his wife like she was on fire.

Then Mr. Patterson turned the page, and for the first time, he looked directly at me.

“To my granddaughter Emma…”

Victoria’s hand shot out and gripped the edge of the table.

“Wait. Wait. Mr. Patterson, before you read that – there has to be a mistake. Emma barely knew her. Emma was never even there.continue reading …