in the chair next to Eunice and took the remote control and hit the mute button as Sassy disappeared into the small bedroom and closed the door behind her.
“I love Sassy to death, but she likes to watch the silliest television shows,” Eunice said. “And sometimes I just like to sit and visit with my favorite grandson.”
“I’ll bet you say that to all your grandsons,” Trey said teasingly.
She giggled like a young girl. “You might be right about that.” Her blue eyes, so like Trey’s mother’s, sparkled merrily.
“I heard you played bingo this afternoon,” Trey said.
Her smile instantly transformed into a frown. “Did I...? Yes, yes I did, although I didn’t win. I never win.” She leaned closer to him. “That woman from downstairs in 108 always wins. I think the fix is in.”
Trey laughed and leaned over and covered her frail hand with his. “You don’t have to win all the time.”
Her eyes flashed and her chin jutted forward with a show of stubbornness. “Adairs always win,” she said, her voice strident as she pulled her hand back from his and instead worried the edge of the fringed shawl that was around her shoulders.
“That’s what we do,” she muttered more to herself than to him. “We win.”
“Speaking of winning, have you talked to Mom lately?”
She frowned again in thought. “She called yesterday...or maybe it was the day before.” She shook her head with obvious agitation. “I can’t remember. Sometimes I can’t remember what happened when, except I have lots of memories of when you boys were young. You three were such a handful. But sometimes my brain just gets a bit scrambled.”
“It’s okay,” Trey said gently. “I was just wondering if she told you that I’m considering a run for the Senate.”
Eunice’s eyes widened. “No, she didn’t tell me.” Her fingers threaded through the shawl fringe at a quicker pace. “She never mentioned that to me before.”
“Then I guess she didn’t tell you that we think she’s also considering a run for the White House,” Trey said.
Eunice appeared to freeze in place, the only movement being her gaze darting frantically around the room as if seeking something she’d misplaced and desperately needed to find.
“Grandma, what is it?” Trey asked.
She stood from her chair and began to pace in front of him, her back slightly bent from the osteoporosis that plagued her. “No. No. No.” The word snapped out of her louder and more frantic with each shuffled step of her feet.
Trey stood in an attempt to reach out and draw her back into her chair, but she slapped his hands away and continued to pace.
“This is bad news.... It’s terrible, terrible news.” She stopped her movement and stared at him, her eyes wide with fear. “You shouldn’t do this. She shouldn’t do this. Pandora’s box, that’s all it will be.”
“What are you talking about? Grandma, what are you afraid of?”
Her eyes filled with tears as she looked at him in horror. “Secrets and lies,” she said in a bare whisper.
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