It was the most beautiful thing I had ever owned, and the fact that it was a gift from my mother made it even more precious. “You look like a princess,” my grandfather Chris said loyally. I laughed. “Oh, Gramps.” I turned to Kate, asking shyly, “Gran?” “It’s one of those rare instances that I’ll have to agree with your grandfather,” Kate answered. There were tears in her eyes, but there was also sadness, and my smile faded. “What’s wrong?” Kate shook her head. “It’s nothing. Just an old woman getting sentimental.” She wiped her eyes as she spoke. Looking up again, she seemed to hesitate before saying, “You understand this won’t be permanent, don’t you?” Her words made me realize what she was worried about, and I sighed. “Oh, Gran.” Taking a seat next to her on the couch, I hugged Kate tightly, touched by her concern. “I know what you’re thinking, and it won’t be like that.” Kate was normally tough, like an army sergeant (but then, she and Gramps had been in the Marines), but she was also the one who had raised me since I was a baby.
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