#Chapter46
/"I thought we agreed that it was best to keep her out of this,/" I say.
I follow my mom as she leads me to the living room. Adam is close behind me, and when we enter, grandma is sat there alone. /"Your friends said that they would reach you later,/" my mom says. /"I think we need to have this talk alone./"
I face Adam, my chest rising and falling like the waves I tumbled into. Grandma looks up at me from the couch. She doesn't give away anything on her face, so I hesitantly sit on the adjacent loveseat. Mom joins her, and Adam—me. I feel as if I have been called to the dean's office. The only thing keeping me from dashing out the front door is Adam's presence.
I watch grandma with big, innocent eyes—the ones I used to pull when I was younger and in trouble. /"They told you?/" I ask her, my voice unsure.
/"They did. They told me quite a lot,/" she says. /"I'm not sure what to think of it, but I tried my best to understand./"
