31- How to Propose

“Here, have some water.” Grammy hands me a glass and goes back to drawing circles on my back.

Spencer is standing beside me, worry written all over his face. When I calm down and my breathing gets even, Spencer takes the glass off my hand.

“Are you alright?” He asks.

“Never been better.” I reply while breathing hard.

“Oh dear, you are a walking magnet to mishaps.” Grammy exclaims, still drawing comforting circles on my back.

“A girl can't help.” I'm still taking a sharp intake of air.

“A girl shouldn't eat like a savage as well. Take my advice and save yourself from your next choking.” Spencer grumbles under his breath before going over to his seat, all his worry vanishing from his voice.

“Jerk.” I settle for a name calling rather than engaging in a full blown argument with him.

A short while later we went back to eating. Thankfully, Grammy didn't stick to throwing shades at Spencer.

“You didn't answer me. How did it happen?” Grammy presses for an answer. Once again.

“He fell