Around eleven, Nina's phone rang. The caller ID showed her mother's name.
"Hi Mom," Nina answered, then paused to listen. Her expression gradually shifted from casual to concerned. "When did this happen? Is she okay?"
Kofi looked up from his planning notes, alert to the change in Nina's tone.
"No, I understand. Of course I'll come home. I can drive down tomorrow morning." Another pause. "Yes, I'll call when I'm on the way."
She hung up and sat quietly for a moment.
"What's wrong?" Kofi asked.
"My grandmother fell. She's in the hospital. Nothing life-threatening, but she's going to need surgery and a long recovery."
"I'm sorry. How can I help?"
"I need to go home for a few days. Help my mom figure out care arrangements and just be there for family support."
"Of course. Do you want me to come with you?"
Nina considered this. "I appreciate the offer, but I think this is something I need to handle with just my family. Besides, you have the kendo situation to deal with."
