"Granny?"
"Yes, peanut?"
I raised my head so that I could see her face. "How did you know you love Gramps? Is it true love is different and not the same at times?"
"Where is this coming from?" she asked suspiciously, a smile on her lips.
"I just wanna know that all."
"Are you sure—"
"Granny!"
"Okay!" She laughed. "And yes, there are different versions of love and not just the parental and romantic kind. Love isn't just a single feeling; it's like a language we learn differently."
From the wistful look in her eyes, I could tell she was recalling the young days with Gramps. I've always envied what they shared, and when Dan and I got together, I always prayed ours would be just like theirs.
Look where that got me... I guess not everyone was blessed with that pure kinda love.
"Is this because of your boss?"
I snapped my gaze to her. "N-No...!"
