With her eyes wide, Hope stared at her grandmother's face, trying to figure out who she was talking about. Having no idea, she asked, "Who do you mean?"
"There was a time when another young lady slept under this roof, and sometimes I'd wake up in the middle of the night and wonder if she was still here. Couple of times she wasn't." Hope realized she was talking about her mother, and her mouth dropped open. "Don't think that this adventurous spirit of yours comes solely from the Tucker side of the family. I'm afraid your mother had a bit of a wanderlust, too, Hope."
Shaking her head, Hope said, "I never would've imagined."
"Went to Springfield to see about your daddy without our permission." She glanced over her shoulder at the window. "Pretty sure she snuck out to meet him a time or two. She was engaged for over a year, and I had no idea. Your mama knows what she wants, and she fights for it, honey. You get that from her."