Mason smiled lightly and said, “Don’t worry, Grandma! I’m doting on her at every turn.”

That was what Barbara wanted to hear, as evident from the smile blooming across her face. She wanted Mason to return home and look after Zoe. “You shouldn't have come over here! I’m ill. I might bring some bad luck to the baby.”

Smiling, he responded, “That’s impossible! My baby isn’t even born yet.” It was clear from his tone that he was overjoyed to have a baby, and she was happy for him too.

Sweeping he