My parents died in an auto accident when I was very young and I was raised by my grandparents. Since I never knew my parents, I thought of my grandparents as my mother and father, though they made it plain to me, early in life, who my parents really were. We had a happy life, really.
Then one day even as a kid I realized that something seemed wrong between Grandma and Grandpa. I didn’t know what exactly had happened between the two of them; all I knew was that