Chapter 99 Meeting Grandma Ross Again

• The ride to Ross Manor was tranquil. In the back seat, Mrs Anderson's hands were clasped tightly in her lap. Isabel sat in the front seat, her gaze flickering to her mother from the mirror and the scenery speeding past. Alexander drove the car, focused, his hand occasionally brushing Isabel's reassuringly.
• "You okay?" He asked softly as they neared the familiar Ross Manor gates.
• Isabel glanced at him. "I think so," Isabel whispered, though her hand betrayed her with a slight trembling.