She groaned inwardly, hoping there was a way she could avoid going over there. Hoping something would just happen. Anything at all that could stop her from going over there The apocalypse, frogs falling from the sky, anything at all She thought frantically as she looked around, and her eyes alighted on the unfinished crown in Samantha’s hand. She grabbed it, muttering sorry to Samantha and holding it up for her husband to see: “I am sorry, babe. I am coming, but I need to complete this for Grandma before she gets out. You know, it is very, very important for us to make her day perfect, and this crown...