Page 73 of The Last Thing
Me: Where in the world are you right now?
The three dots appear instantly.
Gran: I’m in the Netherlands right now. Just after dinner time here.
Me: Sounds fun.
Gran: You know me. I’m always having a good time. Have you been having a good time?
Me: You could say that.
Gran: Sounds like my sweet little Hallie is getting into some mischief.
Me: Working on it. I’m pregnant.
Gran: My youngest grandbaby is having a baby?
Me: Yep.
Gran: Who’s the lucky man? Or is this a turkey baster situation? You’ve joked about it in the past.
Me: There’s a man. His name is Wilson. He’s sweet and caring, but he’s got a fun side that he rarely shows.He’s also got an 8 year old daughter who is beautiful and brilliant… and I’m her nanny.
Gran: Don’t tease me like that. Tell me the whole story.
Me: Well, it all starts with a carnival…
After a fun conversation with Gran—whomade the same romance book comparisons I’d expect from Justin and Jade—I’m walking up the stairs to Frannie’s apartment.
She meets me at the outer door and leads me inside, then gestures to the couch.
“I’m loving working from home more, especially now that you’re here. Breaks to hang out with you are so much better than blinking at my laptop screen in an overly air-conditioned office.”
I laugh at that.
“Good to know where I rank on your list of things to do.” I clear my throat. “I told Mom and Dad.”
“And?”
“They’re excited. Instantly asked to meet Wilson and Sophia.”
Her eyes narrow. “Wilson, huh?”
“That’s his name,” I say coolly.
“Mhm.”
I swear to God she sounds just like Mom when she does that.
“He asked me to call him that. And we’re becoming… closer.”
“Oh, you are so gone for him. I love this for you.”
“Well, bite your tongue. I’m not falling head over heels in love with him or anything.”
She nods dramatically. “Whatever you say.”
“Shut up. Has anyone ever told you how annoying you are?”
