I’m not sure I’ll ever even know what happened that night. Grandma came for dinner, had one too many glasses of wine, yelled at dad and I never saw her again. Her phone didn’t work, her lights were always off at her house and she stopped showing up her yoga studio. I know these things because I knew her schedule like the back of my hand. I had been forbidden to see her by my father because his pride had been hurt so I was forced into accidentally bumping into my grandmother for the last several months.
I know that if he realizes I have found her again, the shit will most definitely hit the fan. But how could I forget the only one who has ever believed in me? The only one who thought I was good at life, that I could actually become somebody. And not just float through life as Mr. McGee’s lonely daughter.
I knew in the back of my mind that the day would come. And come it did. And in a matter of minutes my entire world exploded. To this day, I had never seen my father so angry and my grandmother so scared. She was usually the stand up and take charge kind of lady, but I saw her shrink into someone I didn’t even know. I never did forgive my father for what he did to me that day. But especially for what he did to her.