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Luciana what is it? Rodrigo and I were having a drink and looked up to see you standing there looking so forlorn.”
                  Lucy breathed in the scent of her grandmother’s perfume and shook her head. “Nothing’s wrong.  Nothing at all.”
                  Her grandmother pulled back to look at her face and Lucy forced a smile. There was no way that she was admitting her temporary feeling of longing to Isabella.
    Her grandmother’s eyes narrowed but she didn’t say anything. Isabella turned and made her way over to the sofa. “Come . Sit and tell us what you’ve been doing.”
                  She sat and as her grandmother handed her a glass of champagne Lucy told them about her job and about Sam’s work. She made sure that she sounded cheerful and positive as she described their new life but more than once she saw her grandmother and Rodrigo exchange a look. Lucy dreaded knowing what it meant, but it didn’t take long for Isabella to come to the point. “Lucy…”
                  Lucy felt her back go up. This was exactly why she hadn’t come to visit before; this was the conversation that she had been dreading. She bit her lip and met her grandmother’s gaze.
                  “Sam seems like such a nice boy-“
                  “He is,” Lucy interrupted her.
                  “I’m sure. He seems so sweet and gentle and I can see that you care for him-“
                  Lucy interrupted again, “More than that, I love him. And he loves me. We plan on getting married.”
                  Her grandmother and Rodrigo shared another glance and Lucy saw that Isabella’s mouth was compressed into a thin, red line. “Yes you love him, I can see that. But what I meant is that you’re a little young to settle down. You just graduated a few years ago and you need some time to be young and explore the world.”
                  Lucy quickly shook her head. “You were twenty-two when you and my grandfather met. I’m twenty-seven.”
                  Isabella closed her eyes and Lucy felt bad when she realized what she had said. Even after all these years the topic of her grandfather was still a painful subject. When Isabella opened her eyes Lucy saw that there was a shimmer of tears in them and Rodrigo put his hand out and rubbed his wife’s back. Isabella smiled at him in thanks. It was a tender moment and Lucy felt as if she was intruding on it.
                  Isabella took a deep breath and said, “Yes that is true, but Sebastian was different. He was a man of the world and he loved me enough to see that I still had growing to do. He let me do that, and he helped me grow into the woman that I was meant to be.”
                  “Well Sam can help me.”
                  “No he can’t,” Isabella said and shook her head, “No he can’t, and you and I both know it. He’s sweet and kind Luciana but that’s not what you need. You need a man who challenges you, who excites you. A man that you can fight with and make love with. You need passion. You’re a Lennox.”
                  “I am a Lennox, but I’m also a Jacobs. Maybe I have more of my dad in me than I have of you. Maybe I’m not like you. Maybe I’m like my mom.”
                  Her grandmother looked pained at that, and Lucy saw that Isabella had paled under her make-up. “Do you really think that your mother is happy?”
                  It was the first time that they had discussed her mom and Lucy felt guilty about that. She had promised her mom that she would tell Isabella that Rosaline missed her and she had failed to do that. “She said she misses you.”
                  Her grandmother nodded and Lucy saw Rodrigo rub her back again. “I miss her as well. Every single day of my life I miss her. I wake up in