Eleanor

"How was her first day at work?".

Hunter gripped the phone on his hand, tight as he stared out of the window at the starlit sky "bad grandma".

His grandma sighed over the phone "Tell me".

"She is so emotionally unstable. I nearly made her cry today from just asking a question" he felt his chest clenched tight as a picture of her with head dipped low, shielding her face from view appeared in his head.

"What were you asking her about Hunter?"

He leaned against the wall near the window as he continue to stare out "About why she refused to accept Rebecca's help grandma and I promise, my voice was not sharp"

" I know Honey. It's not your fault that she is like that. She really needs that therapy"

He breathed out through his nose " But how do I make her sit in for therapy when I cannot even get her to answer a simple question without her crying?"

" I am coming Hunter. Me and your grandfather will round up what we are doing and come to you quickly" her voice held promise

He stood up