That afternoon, when Miranda arrived at the school to pick up Mia, she spotted a familiar figure standing by the entrance. She blinked in surprise and hurried over.“Grandma, what are you doing here?” she asked warmly.She had called Mrs. Gibson Sr. “Grandma” for six years. She still couldn’t bring herself to call her anything else.Mrs. Gibson Sr.’s face lit up the moment Miranda approached. “Ah, there you are, sweetheart.”“Have you been waiting long?”“Not at all,” she said with a warm smile, giving Miranda a quick once-over. “You look well, but you’ve gotten thinner again.”“Grandma, how did you even get here?”“Oh, I walked over from home. I just wanted to see Mia.”Miranda felt a little guilty. Ever since Mrs. Gibson Sr. moved to the neighborhood, she had not invited her over for dinner even once.“Grandma, why don’t you come to my house tonight for dinner?”Mrs. Gibson Sr.’s eyes brightened. “I’d love to. I’ve been wanting to visit your place.”Miranda picked up Mia a
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