The Work of Grace
One she used to turn things back on you quicker and more agile than a jackrabbit in whatever way that benefited her best— I have to give her credit for that.
But I digress, and as I make my way on foot to the Hammond farm—well, I suppose now Grace’s married that Asian man, it’s not the Hammond farm anymore, real shame that that is—I try to forget that Juliet was the plotting hag that she was, even though she poisoned everyone around her with it. Eventually, even her daughter, Julia. And then years later, her granddaughter.
See, Grace doesn’t know why her grandmother was so distrustful. Has no idea what Juliet’s issues were with me. Being the forgiving type I am, I’m trying my best to repair
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