Snapping out of his thoughts, Sam answered, “I’ll bring the car around, ma’am.”

“Go on. I won’t be back for dinner. I’ll return tomorrow. Let Zachary know when he comes back,” Grandma May urged.

“Got it, ma’am.”

She was always out and about, so Sam was used to it.

Grandma May did not have to pack to go home. Out she walked with only her phone.

Sam had a car brought to the driveway. She wanted to drive, but Sam was not going to have it.

Even though Grandma May was in good health, she w