"But I'm not always the easiest woman to get along with," she continued. "And what I did to your mother, I ended up doing to you. So it's me that is sorry, baby girl. I am never going to try to run another person's life."
The two women hugged.
"I love you too, baby girl." Bertha Mae whispered.
Grandma made hot chocolate and the two got caught up. Vanessa learned that in her absence Grandma had been busy. She began taking classes in flower arrangement, pottery making and had joined a quilting club.
Vanessa didn't ever remember her grandmother being very social. Other than church she generally kept to herself. It seemed that after more then two decades she was finally finding a way to enjoy life.
"Now what have you been doing with yourself?" Grandma asked. "Have you been okay up in New York?"
Vanessa nodded and smiled. "I'm doing good grandma. Remember my friend Charisma?"
"Of course, I do. That girl was more of a performer than you."