By the time Mason arrived at Skyline Galleria, it was half past six in the evening. Barbara was sitting on the bench in front of Zoe’s soon-to-be dessert spot, eating a hot dog Ella bought her.

She saw Mason and told him that it tasted delicious and that he should set up a hot dog joint.

He wasn’t sure if he should be upset or amused. Closing the car door, he walked over to his grandma, crouched, and said in a deep voice. “Do you how many doctors and nurses were searching for you because you ran away from the hospital? Yet, here you are, eating a hot dog on the curbside like a child.”

Then, he took away her hot dog.

Barbara was unhappy about it. So, she swiped the hot dog from him and said, “I’m here to see my grandaughter-in-law!”

Zoe remained quiet.

He stared at her for a second before standing up and looking at Zoe instead. They might’ve stood near to each other, but they felt awkward nonetheless. They were divorced, after all.

Then, she handed him the jewelry box. “Grandma