My recurring dream

I could hear hushed voices from Grandma and Uncle Ben even before I entered the dining room. But as soon as I strolled in, both of them ceased to talk making it suspicious. I sniffed out something was definitely up . Nonetheless, I wasn't inquisitive enough to probe them for answers that's why I simply trotted over to give grandma a hug feeling a mix of emotions.

This poor woman. How will she cope if she finds out that her son killed her son?

"To what do I owe this pleasure?" She smiled and held my hand. I didn't leave her. I wanted to keep on holding her.

"Just... let's just stay like this for a minute"

"Why are we having dinner together? We could have eaten separately. We all have a dinning room in our room" Rose sat down beside her father.

"That's because your dad is going out of the states tomorrow. Mother, you can't imagine how hard Ben works for the company"