Painting A Lost Heart novel Chapter 7

"What's gotten into her?" I muttered to myself. It'd be a waste if I didn't convince her to come with me. I had purchased the tickets and it'd be a waste to not go.

I sighed. I should've taken Erin's advice to ask mom's permission first. After all, she had too much in her plate.

I waited for a few days to let her think about it. But few days did not help either. She was obviously furious. Every single one of my attempt to talk to her about Toronto was a flop.

I wasn't sure if it was her maternal antennae working, assuming that I would convince her to move there, but whatever it was that held her back left me extremely curious.

Every time I decide to sit back and wait for her to cool down, the more I realize that I was just wasting my precious time. Aside from my occasional running errands for Nana, quick shopping with Erin, and sleeping in... summer hadn't been exactly exciting.

The fruitful days of the month of spring were slowly decaying and I didn't want to spend the rest of vacation moping around and waiting for a miracle to happen.

"Hello dear," a soft voice called out to me. It was Nana, dressed in her thick fabric nightwear that draped down to her ankles. Her warm, loving hands cupped the ball of my shoulders then kissed the top of my head.

She then handed to me an envelope where the tickets were carefully placed in. I frowned as I took them from her.

"I guess we're not going, huh." the glum expression smeared all over my face.

Nana caught the tip of my chin and tilted it up. "It's okay. Your mother and I talked about it already. This is your moment, dearie. Go out to the world, cultivate your talent and share it. Just like how your father did it in the past. I am so proud of you, dear." She smiled at me gleefully with tears welling up in her blue eyes.

"How did you convince mom though?" I probed. And just when I was about to give up the thought of coming to Toronto, Nana became my saving grace.

She shrugged in reply. "Does it matter? Of course I had to pull the mother-in-law act." She replied with a smirk while I inwardly applauded her. Even my grandmother had a few tricks up her sleeve despite her age.