Page 13 of So Right
Gram didn’t appear convinced as her gaze roamed the small space. “At least your furniture is nice, even if you don’t have much of it. What happened to everything you and Noah had? I bought you a nice kitchen table when you moved here.”
Kelsey took a deep breath. She hated talking about Noah but knew he was bound to come up. “He ran up a bunch of debt in my name. I had to sell a lot of things to pay everything off.” And she’d finally settled the last credit card bill a few months ago, which just left her student loans.
Gram gasped softly and moved toward Kelsey. “Kelsey honey, why haven’t you said anything? What you went through with him was bad enough. I know you’re extremely independent—always have been—but sometimes you just have to let family help you.”
That was easier said than done, especially when your own mother said you had to live with your mistakes. And independent? Noah had made sure she wasn’t. Which had made it especially important for Kelsey to pick herself up.
Kelsey moved past Gram and set her purse on the small kitchen table she’d picked up at Goodwill. “You were busy with Grandpa. He was really sick when all that was happening.”
That had been the worst year. All the problems with Noah and then losing Grandpa… Kelsey really didn’t want to revisit any of it. She spun around and gave Gram a bright smile. “Anyway, it’s all in the past, and I’m doing really well. I love living here, and the new library is going great.”
Gram came toward her and took her hand. “I’m glad, dear. It makes me so happy that you’re finally pursuing what you’ve always wanted.”
“Thank you.” She gave Gram’s hand a squeeze before letting it go. “So, I only have one bedroom. I want you to take the bed, and I’ll take the couch.”
Gram turned her head to look at the living room, which was only large enough for the couch, a small coffee table, and a floor lamp. “I feel terrible for intruding on you like this.”
“Please don’t. It’s actually nice to have company.” Kelsey had never invited anyone up here. She’d been too embarrassed for people to see how she lived, but having Gram here gave her courage—and peace. “Come on, I’ll show you the bedroom and bathroom.”
“Okay, but Kelsey?” Gram’s features hardened. “If I ever get my hands on that Noah Putnam, he’s going to wish he’d never been born.”
Only if Kelsey didn’t get a shot at him first.
