Camila's P.O.V "Is he really going to do that?" I ask Rosa, Josh's grandmother. She laughed as we watched Josh attempt to cooking us dinner. I was at his house for dinner tonight, I haven't been around his grandparents for a very long time now. Josh lived in a three story house near Venice Beach, it was a great view from his back porch, he really made his own name and I was proud of him. Rosa smiled at Josh, as did I. Rosa and Josh resembled each other, she had a pixie cut, grey hair but she still looked like she was in her late fortys, Rosa Bassett was beautiful, she was everything to Josh and to me as well, she was the mother I never had, no matter what. "Oh Rosie, you let the boy around the stove again" Martin says to his wife, shaking his head in disapproval. Martin Bassett was a pretty handsome man, he still wore surfer shirts and beach trunks, sandals, the works, he owned a surf shop on the b
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