"Grandma. Open the door!" I shouted rather loudly at my grandmother's apartment door. I had been trying to get my grandmother to answer the door for the last fifteen minutes.

Grandma where are you? I thought looking at my watch. She asked me to be here at 4:30 and its 4:45 now. I pulled out my phone and pulled up my grandma's number and pressed it. I waited for her to answer it. I heard my grandma's cellphone ring in the apartment. This is why you have a cell phone grandma. You're supposed to carry it on you, but where are? I am worried about. I was in the middle of a mental rant when Catalina Diaz opened her door.

"Mrs. Diaz have you seen my grandmother? I was supposed to bring her meet her at 4:30." I said walking over to her. "I am a little worried about her. I called her phone and she hasn't answered."

"Hello Adelee. Martha is in here with me." Mrs. Diaz said as she opened the door wider. When I hobbled closer to the door I could see my grandma sitting on the couch. "Would you like to come in?"

"Yes, please." I told her as she moved further away from the door.

She let me into her apartment and I moved over to my grandma and hugged her as she stood up.

"Grandma why aren't you in your apartment?" I asked her as I set down on Mrs. Diaz's couch. "So what have you been doing here grandma?"

"Bambino I am sitting here with my friend." The say that grandma said this I felt like she was hiding something.

"Grandma what are you not telling me?" I was rather suspicious of my grandma she had this look in her eyes that my mother got when she was up to something.

"Nothing. I am just sitting with my friend in her apartment." Grandma said looking me in the eye.

"I don't trust you two. What are you up too?" I asked them.

"Nothing." Mrs. Diaz says. "Would you like something to drink?"

"No thank you." I told her, grandma looked at me and rolled her eyes. "Addy, your going to be here for a while." I rolled my eyes at her and smiled.

"Ok grandma." I said as I leaned my cane against the couch and leaned back into the couch cushions. "So grandma why are you really here and why did you want me to come over at exactly 4:30?"

"I am visiting my friend and is it a crime to see my granddaughter." Grandma said as she angled her body to face mine.

"Yeah I'm sorry grandma. So how have you been doing?" I asked her.

"I am good bambino! How are you doing? Its starting to get colder is your leg ok?" Grandma asked as she patted my leg. I took a breath and sighed and looked up at the celling. It had been three years and I still had some pain but it was so much worse during the winter.

"I will be fine." I told her.

"Why didn't you stay in Atlanta Adelee? It is warm there and doesn't get as cold as it does here." Grandma asked.

"Because I missed you." I told grandma, I sure as hell was not telling my grandma the real reason that I came to New York. If she knew she would force me on a plane back to Atlanta in a heartbeat. As much as I hated lying I was more scared of my grandmother then anything else. "I have always wanted to come and live in New York grandma."

"I don't believe you but I'll change the subject. Catalina did you know that my bambino got published! She a real scholar know." Grandma said bragging to her friend. I felt my face burn so I know that turned bright red.

"Grandma! It's not that big a deal. It was just a paper on comparative theology." I was so embarrassed. I know grandma is proud but I really wish that she wouldn't brag.

"Oh Adelee that is great!" Mrs. Diaz said as she smiled at me. I loved her she was so sweet to me and my grandma loved her. Those two where as thick as thieves. They checked in on each other and made sure that each other were alright. I am glad that they have each other but when they have something up their sleeves then you better run. I still feel like there is something that there both not telling me.

"So what have you two been up to today?" I asked them.

"You know us we've just been talking in watching TV." Grandma said.

"You mean gossiping right?" I asked smiling at them. They both just smiled at me. I laughed at them.

"You two are worse then a couple of children." I said laughing at them. They were about to say something but there was knocking on the door. Mrs. Diaz was about to get up but I stopped her. "I can get it for you." I said as I pulled myself up I grabbed my cane and walked to the door. There was another knock on the door which was more frantic and I answered the door.