Jason
"But grandma, why didn't you just call Jenna? You should have done that instead of crossing the road knowing you're very short sighted." I breathed out while massaging my forehead with my fingers because a headache was pounding from the inside of my head.
A headache was second nature to me at this point.
I had just finished a four hour meeting with a bunch of people who I wanted to get into a new deal with. The duration of that meeting was a normal thing for the old me. But the present me? That meeting felt like it took twenty years out of my life.
My grandma let out a small sound, she hates it when I scold her, but I wanted her to understand that she needs to stop putting herself in danger every time.
If I didn't know better, I'd even say that she was doing this just to get me to come down and pay her a visit. I haven't gone to see her in twenty years, and I haven't let her come see me either.
