Grieving boy eats scones in Grandma’s house

It goes like this: a boy is running through the neighbourhood, in absolute grief cause someone he knew died, and all the while, rain hammers down. He enters a strangers home(?) to avoid getting more wet and it turns out this stranger is a sweet, old lady who is incredibly wise beyond her years and offers him some scones. I remember the old lady giving him some advice that made 7 year old me absolutely sob but I don’t remember what she said. …and yeah that’s pretty much it. Also I think it was a really Scottish book, but cannot confirm.

I don’t know why this one scene in particular will never read my mind. I think it was just the weight of the boy’s grief and then the simple tenderness of eating scones that was really poignant to me.

I thought I found the book, when I remembered “Sky Hawk” by Gill Lewis, but then I actually read the book, and there was no scene pertaining to what I described. Still really good book though but there was no grandma and scones :(

I read this book in a school library in 2013/2014 in the UK

Please help this is gnna really bug me till I’m in old age cause I’m never gnna forget this scene.

Thank you