Jessica POV
The evening was filled with ideas flowing from everyone, including Grandma, who was not shy about sharing her thoughts. I love my grandma; she has never been one to shy away from trouble. She tried to help me when I was a kid, but aside from spending time with me during holidays and weekends, there was little she could do to support me. Part of that was my fault, because she only saw the bruises I had, and I didn't divulge how I got them.
Then, our hectic morning, and I loved the chaos of it all. It was good chaos, the best kind.
Arriving at the park, I kept looking at Douglas, who was being pushed by one of our security guards. It was his job today to protect Douglas, and it was good to see he had taken on the task with a smile.
The look on Douglas's face was priceless; h
