Patrick's lips parted, but no words came out.For a moment, he stared at Grandma, his fingers pressing into his knees. Heat crept up his neck. He had come here expecting her to understand, perhaps even speak to Warren on his behalf. Instead, she had reminded him of the very thing he had spent years trying to forget."I..." He cleared his throat. "I have somewhere to be."Grandma watched him quietly.Patrick pushed himself to his feet and straightened his jacket. "I'll take my leave, Grandma.""All right."He gave her a brief nod before turning towards the door. His steps were measured, but his jaw remained tight. He didn't look back.As soon as he was out of sight, Grandma shook her head. A soft sigh escaped her."Madam?"She looked up. Maria had returned and was standing near the entrance."What is it?""Miss Morgan arrived yesterday."Grandma's expression changed at once. A smile spread across her face, lifting the corners of her mouth."She did?" she asked, sitting a little straigh
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