Roxy POV
Grandpa pushed me back inside, and I headed to the kitchen, to see if Grandma needed a hand with a late lunch. Grandpa has some ranch hands unload the gym equipment and leave it in my spare room, where Grandpa will lay it out according to Vincent's suggested set-up plan.
'Hi, Grandma.' I called as I entered the kitchen. She had plates of sandwiches ready to go, for when we arrived.
'Hello dear, how was the trip? There were no side effects from the accident?'
'No, Grandma, I don't have any at the moment, just at night when it invades my sleep.' Grandpa had come running down the stairs when I was screaming one night, only to find out it was not an intruder but a nightmare of the accident I was in. They were more prepared the next time it happened, but it is less often. It's more
