“Nana… you’re not being honest.”
Her heart dropped. “What did I do?”
“You’re sweating on your forehead and nose. Your palm is cold. Your heart is beating fast. You did something you’re hiding from me.”
She frowned and tried to pull her hand away.
But he softened and said, “Don’t be angry. I can’t let anything I dislike touch your life. Don’t be angry.”
“So your love is to accuse me of lying?” she snapped.