Chapter 8
The police had put the case on the fast track given it was the President's granddaughter that had been attacked. Her court case would come up in a week.
Doug had agreed for Annie to come to the farm and stay a few days. Annie was glad to get out from under the constant worry of her parents. She knew they were shadowing her out of love, but she felt smothered. And it kept the press away from Annie, at a crucial time for her emotional recovery.
Abbey and Annie spent several days just talking and walking.
Abbey never brought up the attack, hoping that Annie would bring up the topic herself. Abbey gave her granddaughter constant hugs and encouraged her to talk about anything she wanted to. Abbey was hopeful as Annie got more comfortable that she would open up to her grandmother.
On the fourth day, they were down by the pond on a lazy afternoon, lying on a blanket and reading books.
Finally, the moment Abbey had hoped for had come.
"Nana, when you and Grandpa make love, how is it?"
Although Abbey was somewhat caught off guard, she faced the question head on.
"It's beautiful, Annie. Kind, gentle, full of feeling for each other."
One day Annie could learn on her own just how passionate it could be as well.
"Do you think that I will ever have that kind?"
"Of course, sweetie. When a man and a woman really loves each other, that's the only way true love is expressed." Abbey reached out to her granddaughter and gave her a hug.
Abbey could tell Annie was thinking about it. But her only response was "Good."
Annie then changed the topic to something else. But the first question had finally been asked.