DuBuis had just gotten the kids fed and out the house for school except for Theodore who was supposed to play the violin at Dr. Kendall's funeral. Theodore was still in his room texting with Alan who was scheduled to be released that morning as well. Miracle was in the living room watching cartoons happily. And , Spencer was still sleeping thankfully since he had not gotten much rest the night before. He had also just gotten off the phone with Gerald to say he was not coming in for work that morning. Gerald had understood because he had also arranged an sub for Alfred who was also not doing well in the aftermath of his step father's disappearance; he himself was staying home with Alfred and Glory that day while leaving the school in the fairly capable hands of Oscar.
DuBuis was about to head to the living room to check on their daughter when he heard a gentle soft knock at the front door. Looking through the peephole he saw a small plump elderly woman standing on the porch in a frilly pink bathrobe and matching bunny slippers. At first he didn't know who it was but then it clicked. That man across the street. The one who had lunch with Spencer. It was his grandmother. Alice something or other. Alice Rose. That was it. What was she doing there? He had emailed Aiden Norris that the dinner was postponed until Andrew showed up.
He opened the door while suppressing a tired sigh. " Hello , Mrs....... Norris. It is Norris right? "
The woman stepped inside with misery disrupting her round wrinkled face , her hands tugging at her robe front. " It's Alice Rose ," she began to say as her grandson Aiden Norris hurried up the stairs and in the hallway behind her. He was dressed in a blue and white checked shirt, blue sweater vest and beige khakis. His dark hair looked like he had been running his fingers through it. He looked too young and too attractive for DuBuis' liking at the moment especially since he remembered what Jonah Simms had told him about seeing Aiden and Spencer holding hands at that lunch. He also seemed awful familiar to DuBuis.
" Granny! ," Aiden said gently. " Why are you here? They don't need any intrusion from us. Not now. "
He put his hand on his grandmother's shoulder and she just shook her head at him.
Alice Rose said stubbornly," No. I need to see him. "
Aiden asked impatiently," Who? Who on earth do you need to see right now at this house in your bed clothes? "
DuBuis was curious about that as well so he remained silent.
Alice Rose fell silent and chewed on her bottom lip for a few seconds before saying haltingly," Spencer. My grandson. "
" What? ," DuBuis and Aiden both asked in amazement as they each looked at the woman like she was suddenly developing dementia before their eyes.
Aiden looked worried as he said," Granny, you're mistaken. Are you okay? Do you need me to call 911 ? "
Alice Rose sighed heavily and shook her head in frustration. " No ! I'm not crazy. I am his grandmother just like I'm yours , Scooter. "
DuBuis felt his lips twitch as he heard the word" Scooter ".
Aiden flushed red in the face. " Granny, you're not making any sense....."
Alice Rose snapped," If you would just hush I can tell you. I had a baby when I was just fourteen. He was given up for adoption. I found him though. I told him the truth. He's Andrew. Andrew Norland. I need to see my grandson. Both my grandsons by Andrew. And I need to know where my son is. "
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ODDS OF LOVE - SEASON THIRTEEN
General FictionThe ongoing original soap opera about disabled math genius professor Dr. Spencer Norland - Lane , his doctor husband DuBuis Lane and all their family , friends and enemies in the Washington DC metro area. Multicultural. Diverse.