““He started to open his mouth to say something, but quickly shut it. "Let's go get dressed." I looked down at him and saw that he was in his underwear still. I couldn't help but smile, but then we heard a door open. Gran came out of her room, stopping dead in her tracks at seeing her grandson in his skivvies. I waited for her to blush, or something, anything, but she just stood there. Caleb coughed uncomfortably and pulled me in front of him. It was the first time he'd ever put me in front of him to shield him. Usually it was the other way around. Gran's cackle started. She laughed so hard and pointed, even doubling over as she did so. "Gran, come on," Caleb complained to her and then bent his head to look at me when I started laughing, too. "I'm sorry," I said, "but it's funny." "Caleb," Gran laughed and gasped for breath, "just tell me you didn't walk all the way from your cell that way and I'll be fine.””
