Room 406, Thursday Evening

[svetocha_blooms]

Dru was in her room, trying to focus on her sketchpad. It wasn't working out so well.

The door was open and she was open to distraction.

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[gran_anderson]

Dru may or may not notice the light footsteps in the dorm hallway, but if she looked up, she would see a familiar figure standing in the doorway with a smile on her face.

[svetocha_blooms]

Dru did eventually glance up.

Shock tightened her grip on her pencil and she unthinkingly pressed down, snapping the point on the page.

"Gran?"

[gran_anderson]

"Yes," Gran said simply. "I know it goes against everything you learned from your father and me but I'm really here."

[svetocha_blooms]

"How?" Dru asked. "You're not a ghost are you?" The old woman certainly looked solid enough, but Dru was still leery.