At least, calling my grandmother had been the original plan. I retreated to my quarters to wash my face and pull myself together, not wanting to call out to her just in case she took my present state as a reason to go all Nanna on me and try to protect me from something she couldn't.
I loved my family, but they could be pretty bossy at times. I should know, had my own mile-wide streak of stubborn and commanding and demanding that wasn't going away anytime soon.
I was a Hayle, too, like it or not.
As I sat on the edge of my bed, hands folded in my lap, breathing deeply to settle myself into what I hoped was a calm and confident state of mind, I rolled over Reena's idea in my head to clarify it with myself. Wouldn't do to drop this on Nanna and expect her to figure it out. Maybe I had absorbed more leadership training than I thought originally. Or perhaps school's insistence I stay organized had a side effect.