I Think it was Lemonade -00-I nervously scratched at my hand before peering around the doorway. My grandma was in the next room, on the phone. Luckily she had her back turned to me, or she would've yelled at me to go back to bed.I Think it was Lemonade -00-
"-can't stay with you?" she fell silent.
"Fine, I suppose he can stay with us," she murmured with a sigh. She was quiet again. Stay with us? Who? I crept slightly into the room and hid under the table.
"Two days? You were expecting me to say yes, weren't you?" A funny scrabbling sound came from the phone, like the person on the other end was laughing really loud and obnoxiously.
"Yes, it's fin
