Chapter 6

ALEXIS POV

I gently push the door of our small old wooden house open and step in, shutting the decades old door behind me. I give a heavy heave with closed eyes.

Home. I am finally home, greeted by the homey smell of baked brownies and freshly cleaned room. And need I mention Grandma Rivera sitting on her old rocky chair, knitting something...a tablecloth, I guess.

"Alexis, honey." She looks at me as I walk in, a good natured smile on her slightly wrinkled face. "You’re back."

I move to her and place a kiss on both of her cheeks.

"Yes, Grandma Rivera.’

"How did your day go?’ She resumes knitting again, sparing me only a glance.

"Tiring," I drop my bag on the only and old cushion in our living room. "Hectic," I begin to walk towards the kitchen. "And just the same as every other day. Nothing special about it."

The thought of telling her what transpired between me and Lori crosses my mind but I quickly shove it away. I wouldn’t want to give the woman any reason to worry. She heart is al