My Granddaughter Was Left Behind While They Went on Vacation So I Showed Up the Next Day

arrived at 5:02 in sweatpants, a faded Braves shirt, and bedroom slippers, holding a travel mug of coffee. “You look terrible,” he said. “You look worse,” I said. “That’s friendship.” He looked at my face and sobered. “Bring her home if you need to.” I told him I might. He squeezed my shoulder once, hard, then turned toward the kitchen, where my beagle continue reading …