“Donna! We didn’t hear you come in.”
“Clearly,” I said, eyes fixed on my son. “What’s happening here?”
“Nothing,” Victor (grandfather) said quickly. “Just a surprise for your birthday next week.”
“A surprise that has my son in tears?”
“He’s just emotional. Teenagers get like that,” Lenore insisted.
I noticed Victor’s hand on our son’s shoulder, gripping too tightly.
I didn’t buy it. “What did you see, Victor?”
“Donna,” Lenore snapped, “you’re making this into something it’s not.”
“Then explain.”
“A birthday surprise,” she repeated.
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