weeks ago. The house was his grandpa’s house and his grandpa died last year so his mom and dad decided to move here. They are fixing it up, but slowly.” Bennett snags a green bean and eats it like a typewriter.

Gran’s brow furrows for a moment, but her smile is back so fast Bennett might have imagined it. 

“Yes, you can ride your bike, but wait out on the porch, okay? I don’t want you to bother his parents by going inside. Even if they ask you, I want you to wait outside. Tell them it’s your old granny’s rule.” 

She smiles at Bennett before a pop sounds in the pan behind her and she gives a small hoot of surprise, turning to quickly jab at the chicken with her tongs. “Dinner will be in about thirty minutes, so be back by then, ok...

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