Their phone conversation had been light and loving, a completely different experience to their face-to-face conversations. So far, they had covered school, family and his familiar offer of support that always came – just so she knew it was always there if she needed it. The, ‘if you ever need anything, all you have to do is ask’ conversation came every time. It was an offer that she tried not to take for granted, it was heartfelt, and she knew it.
The conversation had started to draw to a natural end and she was fast losing hope that she would hear those 2 words she always looked forward to hearing. She smiled to herself at how odd it might be to ever have to explain how hearing those 2 words felt more sentimental to her than the famous 3 words that most other people always longed to hear. It was then, his voice interrupting her musing that she heard them. The 2 words she had been waiting for.
A huge smile lit up her face, “What?”
“I love you.”
“I love you too, Grandad.”