At Grandma's house, where Julia is staying without her parents for the first time, the breeze is sweet like jasmine. Mornings begin with sugared bread, and the most magnificent hot chocolate cures all homesickness. There's something about this place ... and about Grandma. Like how she can tell when Julia has been quietly picking limes from the garden. Or that she can see the future-and knows when Julia is about to fall off her bike. In the room where...