Chapter 14

MIKEY COLLIN P.O.V

Walking down the hallway to the door. I’m eager to hear what this stubborn angel before me thinks of my grandmother and mother. “So, what do you think?” I ask.  

She looked at me lost before it took her a second to realize what I was talking about, “I think they’re great.”

Getting to the front door, I open it for her. Finding what she said, I ask, “Really?”

She walks out, looking at me from over her shoulder as I follow her. “You don’t think I’m telling the truth?”

Usually, people would describe those two women as overwhelming, overbearing, and always oversharing.

“I think you’re very good at finding the nicest way to phrase an answer about someone with bad habits,” I looked at her knowingly.

“That’s nice, but I don’t think that’s true,” replied Cassie. She