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of his meetings then and we will have the whole day to ourselves. How does that sound?"

"Wonderful, glorious, superb! I love you, Gram."

"I love you, too. Now, go get freshened up and I will toss together a late lunch. Do you still eat the same things?"

"I never eat mustard anymore. But, everything else is the same."

My time with Gram was just as glorious as I could have dreamed. The second week was drawing to a close and the time to return to the routines of home was looming large in my mind. I really did not like my step-father and I knew he did not like me. I was wishing that I could stay here forever when I heard Gram calling me downstairs.

"Your mother is on the phone. She wants to say hello."

"Hi! How are you? Fine. Of course I miss you. I have been having a wonderful time. See you in two days. Love you, too. By."

"So, you interested in going to Red Rock on the bike?" Asked Gram.

"Interested? Of course! That will make my stay here with you just perfect."

We gathered a lunch, put it in a backpack, and headed out to Red Rock, the most beautiful mountain park I have ever seen. The day was perfect and we had a wonderful time. Too soon the sky was turning amazing shades of red and purple and it was time to leave.

"Thanks so much, Gram."

"What for, Child?" She asked. She really didn't know how much I hated the thought of going home. I missed Mom, but Tom would still be there, as well.

"Just for being you, Gram, and loving me the way you do."

Uncle Scott had not been around much during our visit. He was busy and left with little time for fun. The next thing I knew we were back on the plane to Michigan and he was regretting not having had more time with Gram and I.

"It sure sounds like you had a great time. My mom is one heck of a woman. She can keep most anyone busy and entertained."

"Gram sure is wonderful. I am going to miss her even more now. But, I want to thank you for taking me. It was nice to get away."

It was dark when we landed. Mom was there alone to pick us up. That made me happy, but I wouldn't tell her that. I never let her know just how much I disliked my step-father. She had enough problems.

Leaving the airport, we went a different way.

"Where are we going, Mom?"

"You'll see. Just be patient."

We pulled up to a duplex I had never been to before. When we walked up on the porch, I noticed Mom with a key to open the door. Inside were all things familiar. Our furniture, knickknacks, and bric-a-brac.

"What's going on, Mom?" I asked, feeling very bewildered.

"Welcome home, Honey," was all she said.

I went upstairs and checked the bedrooms. Mine was awesome! I loved the way Mom had set it up. But, my big surprise came when I looked in Mom's room. It was just her stuff.

"I used the time you were away to move out and fill for a divorce. It won't be easy. It is only my income now. We won't have any extra cash."

"Oh, Momma! Really? Do you mean it? You really left Tom? Oh, thank you! This really was the best ever visit at Gram's!"

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