Chapter Ninety – Scholarships

I thought I’d find Gladys cuddling herself, somewhere crying and be mentally devastated like I had been.

But again she proved she was more of a survivor than I was her age.

She was patting John to sleep with a smiling face. She smiled at me when she noticed me but it faded when she realized what I might have come there to tell her.

“She told me her partner doesn’t want kids. What does she want from me now?” she remarked.

I agreed, “She wants to talk to you. She might keep on coming till she does. My case with dad seemed different from yours...