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Chapter Fifty-Three
KAYLEE
Ispend the entire day in Grandma's hospital room, talking about everything and nothing. Mom gives me the morning with Grandma. She joins me in the afternoon. We share stories and they team up to give me life advice.
Grandma stays quiet about things with Brendon. But I know Mom is going to find out. And that's going to be the end of me living at his place.
Not that I could live there with things as they are.
I... I'll just have to work more. Take out another student loan. Commute a little farther. Do whatever it takes to make it work.
We don't leave until the nurse insists.
It's so quiet at home. It's strange. Usually the house is full of Grandma's laugh. Or some loud, exciting show she's watching. This whole place is her. The walls are bright jewel tones. The blankets on the black leather couch are hot pink.
She's always sobright and vibrant.
It's scary that soon she won't be alive.
But I'm starting to accept it.
I'm halfwaythrough my morning tea—shitty generic tea—when the doorbell rings.
Mom is making eggs in the kitchen.
Dad is asleep in the bedroom.
It's early. Seven-something. Who the hell could that be?
"Can you get that, Kay?" Mom's voice is even. Knowing.
Huh.
I take one more sip and push myself to my feet.
This is a small place. It's only a dozen footsteps to the door. "Hello."
"Hey."
That's Brendon's voice.
What the hell?
My stomach gets all light and floating. Nervous energy spills through my limbs. He's here. Why is he here? What does that mean?
I need his comfort so badly.
But I...
If he's not here to kiss and make up...
I can't take falling more in love with him.
I pull the door open. "Hey."
He's standing there in jeans and a t-shirt. Like it's a normal day. Like we're about to walk to the shop.
But then...
