“Grandpa?” Hank roused himself and looked at Ellie. His granddaughter had taken a seat on the couch beside him as her girlfriend pulled up a chair. “Hello there.” “You all right?” “I’m fine,” he said, taking her hand. “Well, obviously not. But yes. You know what I mean.” “It was a beautiful service.” “You girls did a good job. Too bad your grandmother had to miss it.” Hank and Ellie both smiled. “I had a favor to ask, if you’re up to it.” “As long as it’s not another skateboarding lesson. I’ve taught you everything I know at this point.”
The Bear
