Espiando A Mi Abuela Novels & Stories

~Esperanza's POV~ My eyes fell on the purple bikini I had worn while swimming. And my face instantly burned. He saw me in a bikini. From head to toe. I had no idea of time. Grandpa took my phone, and after that, I kept roaming in the house like a toddler who had nothing to do at home but to explore everything lying in front of him. There were walls everywhere, but not in his room. When I couldn't suppress the urge to swim, I went into his room thinking nothing would go wrong.

He said there wasn’t time and the situation needed everyone’s attention. What a jerk! Now, I was stuck here with Abuela, alone. I grabbed a handful of peanuts from the bowl in front of us and munched nervously, painfully aware of Abuela’s gaze fixed on me. She had been staring for a while now and I could feel it like heat crawling across my skin. My palms were sweaty, and my armpits were damp. Classic signs that I was way too nervous. “Would you like me to take a look at your leg?” she asked suddenly.

Ayana nodded. "What's the problem about?" "That's why I left the house. I wanted to find out as soon as word from my spies reached me that there was chaos in the woods nearby" "spy? You have a spy?" Nicholas asked in disbelief. He was really amazed. This old lady is really unusual. 'my girlfriend's grandma is really cool' She even has her own spies. "Well that's it. It was the eyes and ears that recorded the incident and then told it to me" Ayana answered with a proud tone.

ELENA That afternoon, I'm working in my office when I hear whispering outside. "—if we can find out his name, we can G****e him—" "Mommy doesn't let us use the computer without supervision." "Then we'll ask Abuela to help us research. She doesn't know what we're researching." "That's sneaky." "That's strategic." I open the door. Two guilty faces look up at me. "Office. Both of you. Now."

They almost pounce on me in their haste but something makes them halt. Mother pulls me into a hug and sniffs loudly, then she holds me at arm's length before exclaiming loudly. "Voy a ser abuela!"(I'm going to be a grandma!") "No wonder I could sense there was something off about her scent. Oh goddess, I am so happy. We need to inform Manny and Mia. This is indeed good news!"

"Hola, mami. Are you home at the moment?" "Yeah!" Livvie replied at the other end. "It's just me and Bisabuela. Abuela went to the mall to grab some stuff. What's up?" Evelyn stood and walked towards the window. "I need you to do something for me real quick." "Sure. What is it?" "Go to the fireplace and get any of the pictures we took in Hawaii, take it out of its frame and check the back of it and get back to me." "Sure."

I return the smile before Abuela turns her attention back to me, pressing for answers. Abuela fixes me with a sharp look, her eyes filled with curiosity. "Now, start telling me about Raffaele," she says, her tone a little more aggressive than before. I laugh softly at the old woman’s antics, her obvious impatience making it clear that she won’t be letting this go.

Meeting his gaze head-on, I began, "I think we should consider spying on someone." Dylan's eyebrows shot up, clearly surprised by my suggestion. "Spying? Seriously? Who are you suggesting we spy on?" My fingers traced an invisible pattern on the table, a mixture of anticipation and nerves fluttering within me. "Your mother, Genevieve." Dylan's eyes widened in astonishment. "My mother? Why would we even think about spying on her?" Taking a moment to steady myself, I met his gaze with unwavering determination. "Dylan, I need to know if Aurelia is still alive. Since her disappearance a few weeks ago, we've heard nothing. I believe your mother might hold the key to finding the truth."

My mother says, in a soft tone. I always thought she would be the kind of grandmother who would spoil her grandchildren and it seems that's happening. I approach cautiously and sit on one of the sofas in front of her. Abigail watches me, but doesn't say anything. Maybe she's curious about my appearance. Only then does my mother notice my presence. Her eyes show how happy she is to see her granddaughter home. Maybe she's happy with my presence too, but Abigail makes her happier. I don't remember seeing her with such a sparkle in her eyes.

Is he spying on me? My head hurts so bad. How bad was that drink? "Too bad that you don't know what's going on," my grandfather suddenly spoke. Here we go again! "Grandpa, I'm not in the mood." I massage my forehead. I feel like it is breaking apart. "He's waiting..." Huh? I looked at my grandpa who is now sleeping in his wheelchair. This old man was certainly a big... Who's waiting with whom? "Aliyah, someone is looking for you!"