My Granddaughter Asked Me to Stop Sending Her Father Money and to Follow Him

my stomach and refused to loosen.

“Is everything all right with Ivy?” I called out.

Brad shrugged. “Kids get moody.” He shifted his phone. “Hey, while you’re here. Any chance you could send next year’s payment early? I’ve got some expenses coming up.”

Next year’s payment. In September.

“What kind of expenses?” I asked.

“House stuff,” he said, eyes sliding continue reading …