Grandpa pulled into a quiet spot beside a small park on the outskirts of town.
There was hardly anyone around.
When he switched off the engine, my heart began pounding.
We got out of the car and climbed into the back seat.
Suddenly, Grandpa turned toward me and wrapped his arms tightly around me.
I froze.
His hands were shaking, and his breathing had become heavy.
“Grandpa! What are you doing?”
I immediately pulled away. He released me, but gently held my hand.
“Don’t be afraid, sweetheart. Please.”
“Then tell me what’s going on!”
Grandpa closed his eyes. The continuation read n the comments 👇👇‼️‼️
“I’ve done something your parents don’t know about yet. And when they find out, they might never forgive me.”
My heart seemed to stop.
I remembered my mother’s warning. I remembered Grandpa’s strange phone calls. I remembered seeing his car outside our house.
