PERCIE
Eight months ago
“Nothing, Percie. I thought maybe she’s tired in the flight, and she wanted to take a rest first,” Grandpa explained.
I wasn’t entirely convinced. There was more to it than what these oldies were telling me.
“Grandma, since you’re done and ready, can you check on Emma while I’m in the shower. Please?”
“Of course, Percie. You go ahead. I’ll be with Emma. I’m also famished.”
There was something odd going on that I couldn’t point my finger on it. I stared at both of them intently. Grandma took her purse and walked out of the door.
“What’s going on, Grandpa? Is there something you’re not telling me?”?
“Like what?” Grandpa asked back.
“Like secrets, you, Grandpa, and Emma are not sharing with me.”
“Go shower, Percie. I don’t have secrets t
