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"She's still shaking."
"Perhaps the hot cup of tea will help her?"
"Not if she won't drink it, Conrad."
Let's not overpower the commander. We can try again when I return in a short while."
The rear door closed behind him, and Reece materialised in front of me, blocking my view of the kitchen's spotless white wall. I was refusing to answer her enquiries, and she was frowning with concern.
More than a baby penguin taking its first steps in the icy weather, I was shaking.
My grandmother's reassuring smile, her soft chuckle, and her delight in the smallest things were all fading into my thoughts. She was the kind of person who felt bad about trampling on bugs or even flowers if she missed them.
The strong relationship we had when we were living together gradually deteriorated after Mum moved out and left me in Uncle Amos' care. When she was too busy travelling the world, it was hard to stay in contact with her.
