Emmie grinned. “It sounds to me like your grandmother can handle him.”
“Well, you got that right,” Cass chuckled. “Still, he lacks direction a lot of the time. That’s my focus, to give him some. Never had any kids of my own, of course, but I always felt like my sister’s kids were just as much mine, especially him.”
“Sounds like you’ve helped raise them...or, at least, him.”
“Yeah. It’s tough out there, you know? Jobs are hard to find around here that pay half decent. My sister, Pam, she works her tail off and barely makes enough to get by but she’s too prideful to take much help other than from me...me and Gram.”
“Is that why you’re in the wind energy program? So you can help out a little more?”
Cass shrugged and glanced over at Emmie. “Kind of; not directly.”
Emmie was intrigued.
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