Anna waves me off. “I don’t mind.” I force a smile. “Great.” “Stop being rude, Brody,” Grandma chastises me again. I don’t think I’ve been given so much shit from her since I was a teenager. “He’ll warm up to me,” Anna replies smoothly. Grandma scowls at me while threatening, “If he doesn’t, you let me know.” “Will do.” Anna smirks.
