Remi
Kris's grandmother was on her last leg. The doctors could no longer do anything for her, and she didn't want any more chemo or medicines. The wretched cancer like the one that took his mother's husband was now taking her mother. His grandmother was in Sicily and Kris had offered to fly Riley and his mom out so she could be with her mother during her last days. He said he could handle the boys, especially since they were in summer school Monday through Thursdays. No having to worry about them being home alone all day when he had to work. But his mom had asked me to come over tonight so she could talk to me, likely about helping Kris with the boys—Travis's brothers—which made me a little uncomfortable. But how could I say no?
She'd prepared one of her feasts again before she left the
