Espiando A Mi Abuela Novels & Stories

I spat. Abuelo was looking at me and he gestured for me to put my phone on speaker. "That's why I'm calling you... I'm tired of sending fingers. It's time for something big. Meet me at the docks," he said. "And why would I do that?" I asked. "I'd think it's obvious," he chirped happily and I got on my phone going into my texts to tell my guy to trace the call. My guy responded instantly saying I should keep him on the line.

Gabe talked nonstop, about school, about cars, about how he helped cook, and every time he said Mama, something in my chest tightened. And every time he looked at me, really looked at me, I felt it again. He’s mine. Abuela, Maria, watched us with soft, knowing eyes. She didn’t say much, but when she did, it was warm. Respectful. Protective of her family. I liked her immediately. When dinner ended, she pushed her chair back with a tired sigh. “Lo siento, mijo,” she said to Gabe. “I need to lie down.” “I’ll help you, Abuela,” Sara said, already moving to her side.

I asked. She nodded as a reply "It was not the first time that someone felt like being watched inside this house, I also felt that. It looks like something is watching us from somewhere and it really creeps to even think of what he actually saw." I can see the nervousness in her eyes. I looked around. I do not feel anything suspicious. "My grandfather gave this house as a gift--" I went silent for a while when I realized what I just said. My grandfather, Is it possible that this house has a spy camera? If what Anica's thinking is true then they saw it? Did they see everything?

“So she does it back to you” “Oh its ok for you golden balls isn’t it. She thinks you are amazing! Your mate is just desperate to meet you! Mine must have seen me and run!” I roll my eyes. Manuel throws his arm around my shoulder “Gabriel Matias Garcia, don’t you be rolling your eyes at Abuela now!” he grins at me. “You know she loves you very much”

“She probably just wanted to soak in the springs and was shy when she saw you were there.” Mother shakes her head pityingly, “Oh darling, you’re deluded and willfully obtuse. Please wake up and smell the deception.” Oh mother, I have. “What could Bria possibly have hoped to gain by spying on you? I ask in puzzlement. “I have no idea, but I felt eyes on me and went to investigate. When I came upon her, she was mind linked to someone. I would wager my life on that person being Raul.” If that’s true, Bria saw something she had to tell him about in a hurry. It’s a struggle not to glance at where the tree stump is. Maybe Tyra is in there. Or mother found a way to steal Abigail back.

Old Black's attention was piqued instantly, he closed the newspaper that he was reading and peered closely at the young woman who just yelled. "Cam- Abby stopped midway finally feeling the gaze on her, she gasped softly. "Grandfather.." She looked up feeling another gaze on her, her brows furrowed in surprise seeing the familiar face staring at her in amusement. Stephanie... Stephanie smirked at the latter's look of surprise. She gets that every time she suddenly disappears without a trace and returns unannounced. Her fingers trailed slowly on the stairs railing until she got to the last stair. "I'm elated to see you too.." She said scornfully.

When we arrived in Spain, we immediately hailed a taxi, I immediately put on a cap and sunglasses because someone might recognize me. When we entered, Mathilda immediately came running and I just shook because of her veil. I don't even know who inherited it, Travis and I are not talkative. "Mommy, can we tell Abuela and Tita Isabella that we are already here in Spain?" Mathilda asked me and I shook my head. "No, honey. We will surprise your Abuela, you want that, right? You like surprises.".

he said as he handed me a can. I took the can from his hand and opened it with a pop sound before pouring it on the small plant nearby. "I would never try to kill you," Wahid said as I stared at the plant that was as it was before. "Can't trust a spy now, can I?" I said taking a sip of my beer. "What is it that you wanted to talk about?" I asked. "You are always in a hurry, enjoy the moment, enjoy this silence, I will tell you the news that'll make your day," Wahid smirked glancing my way. I frowned, "Oh yeah?"

That’s the last thing I want. “Alright, if you say so. I’m still glad I’m here.” I hug her once more, savoring the moment. “Me too, mi Angel.” Abuela pats my hair softly before turning to Stefano with a mischievous glint in her eye. “So, Stefano, when am I getting my great-grandbabies?” Stefano chuckles, but his gaze shifts to me, making my eyes widen in surprise. Why is he looking at me?

"Good morning Abuela". "Good morning tesoro". Abuela loved staying outdoors. There was this big apple tree with big fruits and a nice shade. She loved to spend her time there reading and knitting. "How was your night?". "It was splendid", Diya smiled genuinely. There was no one to yell at her, hit her or threaten her. The only disturbing activity was poppy's snoring and her moving around which Diya didn't mind at all. "Diya tesoro, i found you something to do", Abuela said.