Not an accident
“It wasn’t an accident,” Fay’s grandmother continued, tears welling up in her eyes. “John called me last week.” Fay felt her stomach drop.
“Grandpa called you?” she asked, her voice trembling. She didn’t know what to think. Was her grandmother slowly losing her mind, or was she telling the truth?
Fay had so many questions, but she felt her grandmother’s grip loosening, and she slowly slipped away.