All I could do was wait for Grandpa to continue. Even though I felt very uneasy, I had to wait and hang on to his words.
"I'm sure you have at least vague memories of my late wife, Lucian's Grandmother." Grandpa smiled as he looked down on his ring finger, which still boasted of his wedding ring.
"You may have also heard why I worried about Lucian's questionable personality."
"He said that you saw yourself in him," I recalled what Lucian said about the problem.
"Yes. His current personality was too familiar. I was like that before I met my wife. That little feisty woman." Grandpa sported a grin as he talked about his wife.
"I was too engrossed with things that you couldn't really bring to the grave. I was alive but barely living."
"Then my world was turned upside down when I got pummelled by my wife. She had a do-or-die attitude and loved to enjoy life more than anything."
