built-ins. They’re gorgeous.”
Grandpa nodded politely.
“Thank you.”
Melissa’s expression changed.
And suddenly I understood.
They were listing the house.
The woman was their real estate agent.
The photographer was there to shoot the property.
Grant stepped off the porch.
“Frank, I thought we were done.”
Grandpa nodded.
“So did I.”
Grant looked at David.
“Who is this?”
“My attorney. I asked him to come with me today.”
That wiped the smile from his face.
Melissa stepped closer.
“Why do you have an attorney?”
David opened the folder.
“Because Mr.
