GABRIEL
Grandpa fell in love with Sheila; I kid you not. I don’t think he’s ever seen a person of color before and treated her like some mythological Goddess, and of course, she was putty in his hands. Before we even got on the plane to head home, she was trying to teach him English, which is the family’s new favorite thing to witness.
She’s been a rock for Ma this whole time, and the bond between the two women was never more evident than now. Even though I doubt she knows why my Ma was going from bouts of joy to having her dad back in her life to moments of anxiety and something approaching fear, she never left her side. It’s no wonder that my family loves this woman the way we do.
