"I haven't decided yet, Abuela. Once I make up my mind, I'll let you know." He told his grandmother, who studied him for a moment before patting his arm affectionately.
"You're still young. I know you lost your wife, I heard you were the one who'd married Natalie, but that's not the end of the world for you. You can start over, build a new life. That brother of yours, insensitive as he is, has his future already underway, his wife's expecting, and very soon my great-grandchildren will be running through this building. This time, I intend to actually be present for it, whether he likes it or not. And you—"
"Abuela, I'll let you know when I find someone I like. Right now, I don't want anyone, I swear," Alex said with a smile, trying not to offend her. It was something his brother would never have done, as he would have bluntly told her to get off his back with just a single word, thought Eleanor.
