"No." Jane Sampson gently shook her head, "Grandpa and Grandma love me, I know."
"But this love isn't pure. Compared to the love you have for me and your grandfather, the love we have for you is not half as pure. So, your grandfather and I owe you an apology." Granny Sampton choked slightly, "When you were little, your grandfather and I genuinely loved you. But later, when Julie Sampton returned, for a long time, because of Julie, your grandfather and I neglected you, made you feel lonely, wronged, and sad."
As Granny Sampton spoke, tears suddenly streamed down her face. "There's actually something I've kept from you for a long time. When you were in high school, one day Peter Gingery came crying to your grandfather and me, begging us to treat you better and care for you more. Only then did your grandfather and I learn that you were sick. If it weren't for Peter, your grandfather and I might have lost you, our beloved granddaughter."
