166 "...She likes my fiance."

"You don't look too good. Are you okay?" Grandma Rosie asked Grace with a worried frown when she noticed the dark circles under her eyes as she walked over to join her on the balcony. 

"Yes, I am. I just didn't catch enough sleep last night," Grace explained with a yawn and rubbed her eyes self-consciously as she took the empty seat beside Grandma Rosie.

"How are you feeling today?" She asked as she looked at the old lady with concern. 

She had forgotten to check on the old lady because she had been too busy the previous day, first with worrying about Ann and then with Brad's issue. 

"How do you think I'm feeling? Pretty sick and old," Grandma Rosie said with a soft laugh. 

"You don't think your treatment is working?" Grace asked as worry lines creased her brow.