My daughter-in-law stopped me from seeing my grandkids over a photo on Facebook – so I made sure she got a wake-up call.

her eyes moved toward the front window, checking reflections, angles, and what could be seen.

“I am wounded,” I admitted.

That seemed to annoy her more than anger would have.

Before she could answer, Edward’s truck pulled into the driveway.

My son stepped out carrying a grocery bag and wearing the bewildered expression men wear when they sense trouble continue reading …