On the bus
I just got a call from my nephews' grandmother. G did indeed get on the bus. After several days of both boys leaving me frantic messages that I should not pick up any phone call with their area code for fear it would be their grandmother, it was a very low-key conversation. She thanked me for helping with the bus ticket, asked if I knew how long he planned to be out here (answer: he didn't say), and confirmed that she really didn't want C (the younger one) coming out here alone.
I don't think she knows G plans not to go back. And I don't think it's my place to tell her. Let's hope this whole thing doesn't blow up in our collective faces.
I don't think she knows G plans not to go back. And I don't think it's my place to tell her. Let's hope this whole thing doesn't blow up in our collective faces.
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