บท 58: Book 1: Chapter 58 - Roof over my head.

　　　I watch as his old sports car chugs to a halt in front of me and he turns off his engine. He opens the driver door before stepping out slowly, his arms outstretched. I immediately fall into them, his comfort sealing over my pain a little.

　　　"Shh Elly, it's going to be okay."

　　　"Oh Grandad, it's all such a mess," I whisper, inhaling his woody scent. His presence immediately calms me down and he pulls back, sadness filling his eyes. His hand reaches up, wiping tears away that I didn't even realise had fallen -

　　　"You should have rang me sooner sweetheart."

　　　"I didn't want to upset you Pops," I respond truthfully, giving him an apologetic smile. He shakes his head sadly, motioning for me to get in the front seat.