Andrea felt better after her shower and after she scarfed down the cheeseburger and large fries Case had brought her. She also drank her entire soda—and it wasn’t diet. He smiled at her most of the time she was eating, as if he was impressed that such a small person could pack away so much food. She didn’t care. It wasn’t as if she was trying to impress him.
Getting up to throw her trash away, she realized her phone was ringing and answered quickly. It was her mom. “How’s Grandpa?” she said before Mom could even say hello.
“His surgery is over and he’s stable,” her mom, Karen, said. She sounded as if she were calmer than she had been in weeks. “The doctors think it will work, and his heart will be better now.”
“Thank God,” Andrea muttered with tears forming in her eyes again.
“And than
