My throat tightened.
“No, baby,” I said softly. “You did something very brave.”
“I did?”
“You gave Grandma the truth. And truth is the best gift anyone can give.”
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There was a small pause.
“You’ll still love me?”
“Forever and always.”
“Good night, Grandma Annie.”
“Good night, my heart.”
I clipped the walkie-talkie back onto my apron.
The rest of my life—and every dollar I earn—will go to the only person in that apartment who has never asked me for anything except love.
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