It’s not safe anymore. The neighborhood’s poverty-stricken, and the hopelessness makes people defensive and dangerous, like Jake and his cronies.
“I don’t think I ever told you what Jake did, the day I left for college,” Robin said. He stole a carton of cigarettes while I was standing outside the store with the rest of the gang. At that moment, I knew you’d been right all along.”
“I could tell something had happened when you rushed back home, but I thought it best not to prod. I knew you’d tell me in due time. I’m just glad he didn’t get caught, at least not that time. Can you imagine what would have happened to you if the police had been called and you’d been right there? I think we’ll just put all that behind us. It’s ancient history and we needn’t give Jake another thought.”
“I am the luckiest person in the world. I am planning to spend the rest of my life making you glad that you saved me, and that you put up with me the last two years of high school when I was acting like a jerk.”
Gram smiled. “That’s a bit melodramatic, but I’ll admit that it’s good to hear.” She stopped and pulled Robin into a hug. “A grandmother wants nothing more than to know that she’s done her best.”
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