Seeing Grandfather acting… well acting like a goofball was disarming. I didn’t know how to take this new singing Grandfather. He’d turned a moment, so while his eyes were not on me I looked at Mom’s cell phone and saw the time.
“Aw, come on, there’s no time for this!” I moaned and slipped past him, out my bedroom door, and down the hall to Mom’s room.
I knocked softly but got no reply. Opening the door only enough to peek in, I saw she was still sleeping. I couldn’t leave without saying goodbye to her and with her sleeping I wouldn’t have to worry that she’d forbid me from going. Therefore, I tiptoed into the room and up to the side of her bed.