Alex was speechless.

There was no doubt about it. She was definitely his biological mother!

He turned to look at the mountain of fruit baskets piled on the bed next to him and immediately felt helpless.

“Nana, it’s enough for you guys to just come and visit me. There’s no need to give me any more fruit baskets. It’s not like I can finish all of it anyway. I only just got Stanley to divvy up what I had among the rest of the patients on this floor last night.”

Grandma May replied, “Your big brothers bought those. I’ll have you know I didn’t spend a cent.

“You little rascal hid it from me. You think I’m useless now, don’t you? That’s why you hid it from me. Well, I’m very put out, so you’re dreaming if you think I would have bought a fruit basket for you.”

“Nana,” Alex coquettishly cajoled.

Grandma May reached out to poke him on the forehead. “Don’t use that tone with me. It’s making my hair stand on end. You think you’re Lil’ Pie? You’re almost thirty, and you’re still acting like