“You frightened me terribly. I followed you because I thought Emily was in danger.”
“I understand.”
She took a deep breath.
“I know you wanted to do something beautiful for me. And I am grateful. More grateful than I can explain.”
She looked at me.
“But you cannot ask my daughter to carry a secret that makes her afraid to come home and tell me the truth. If something matters this much, we need to trust each other enough to talk about it.”
Grandpa lowered his head.
“You’re right.”
My mother reached for his hand.
“I know your heart was in the right place, Dad. I just need you to remember that keeping a surprise is different from making someone feel they can’t speak.”
He nodded.
“I won’t make that mistake again.”
Then my mother hugged him.
For a long moment, the three of us stood beside the car, holding each other beneath the trees.