Kayden and Ribbon sat in the dirt together, both heads tipped at the same angle as they looked up at Sara. Her stomach sunk slowly as she realized that at some point she would need to break the hearts of all her grandchildren. But why did she need to break Kayden's first? Her husband's favorite, their own little Great Traveler.

"Is Grandpa at home?"

Sara drew in a deep breath as she carefully thought over her options. She smiled. "I haven't seen Grandpa. Ribbon came running up to me out of the crowd."

A frown crossed her son's face and Sara thrilled to see his displeasure. He knew, she was certain that she knew, and now she had the best of him. He couldn't say that her husband was gone now without being the one to broach the subject first. And Sara knew without a doubt he wouldn't do that, not when he wanted her to be the one that everyone associated with the news. But now she could do it on her terms, not his. A triumphant smile worked across the old woman's features, a hint of a smirk directed his way. Once again she had beaten his plan.

Her son raised an eyebrow, then turned back to his own child with an arm extended in invitation. "Come Kayden. We will stop by to see Grandma and Grandpa later. We must finish our shopping before the fish goes bad." Kayden reluctantly disentangled from Ribbon and accepted the outstretched hand. Her son turned once more to face Sara. "Good bye, mother."