Grams.
This is Frankie's grams.
Holy s**t biscuits.
I stood there frozen in shock as this five-foot goddess briskly walked over to us and she did so in a very floaty and elegant kind of way.
Wow, just wow.
She's so beautiful and youthful, she looks like she's in her late thirties or early forties which is crazy considering she's probably in her early to late fifties.
"Oh there you are my beautiful, handsome grandson"
Frankie's grams and the former queen of all supernaturals squealed as she happily embraced her grandson in a hug.
"It's so good to see you again, my boy"
"Erm grams, you're squishing me"
"I'm your grandmother, Franco Vasquez, I can squish you as much as I want"
Frankie groaned in annoyance and I chuckled when I saw him mouth lord give me strength.
My chuckle gained
