"This is going to be great."
Sasha won "Most Likely to Publish a Banned Book," and I got "Most Likely to Fix Your Car and Your Heart."
I rolled my eyes, but she laughed. Even at the back, I heard my grandmother's warm chuckle.
After the last award was given out, the lights dimmed, and the music picked up. Couples started forming, and the dance floor filled quickly.
"So... where's your date?" Sasha looked over at me.
"Most Likely to Fix Your Car and Your Heart."
"She's here," I said, scanning the room until I spotted Gran near the refreshment table.
"You brought your gran?" Sasha asked, her voice soft and curious — not judgmental.
"I told you, Sasha. She's important."
