Grandma From The Lorax Novels & Stories

My grandma took it from there. “Listen, kid.” she’d say. “There are two kinds of people in this world.” “People that care. And people that don’t give a fuck.” “You decide the one you’d be.” Grandma was more like a badass. She'd wear an eye-patch like a pirate and smoke leaves to make her thoughts disappear. I didn’t know what she tried to forget, but whatever it was certainly wasn’t good. Grandma worked with the sea, selling illegal goods. When she was however free, she would take me to the village training ground. Make me see the bloodsheds and vigorous training.

I hugged Grandma P from the back with warmth and tenderness. "l'm sorry for not visiting and calling you, grandma. Travis has been very busy with the company since Dad retired. But I promise to make it up to you while you're here," I told her. She turned around and faced me with a suppressed smile. "That's a promise?" She acted childish sometimes. "l promise." She was already smiling by that time but her face turned into a frown as she faced Travis. "You see, grandson? That's how you coax your grandmother, not by shouting at me, you insolent child!" she said while trying to hit Travis.

We laughed and came out of our hiding. "Hello kids" grandma said adjusting her glasses. "Good afternoon gran-grand" we greeted. She opened the door widely and asked us to come in. As we sat down, my eyes scanned for my book in the living room. I could see some gigantic books on the shelves. Grandma was a medical doctor. "Gran-grand, can I have some of those sweet muffins you are baking?" Tony asked rolling his tongue over his full lips. I stepped on his feet as he screamed silently "Focus!" I said in a low tone.

"Guess what? Grandma and Grandpa have been talking about you a lot lately. They really want to see you." Theo's eyes widened with excitement at the mention of his grandparents, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Grandma and Grandpa?" he echoed, his voice filled with innocent curiosity. "Yes, Grandma and Grandpa," Axel affirmed, his tone filled with affection. "They miss you and can't wait to spend time with you. They have so much love to share with you, Theo." Theo's face lit up with joy at the prospect of seeing his grandparents, his young heart eager to embrace their love and warmth. Axel's words resonated with Theo, instilling a sense of anticipation and connection with his exte

I am your grandma my Angels " Grandma Lara said and the two smiled wildly. "Grandma!! " They shouted at the same time and hugged their grandma. Grandma Lara was getting so emotional that she started to cry; she never imagined she would get to see her great grandchildren before she passed away. Just then Barbie came down the stairs. "Grandma!! " She shouted like a kid and also went to hug Grandma Lara. "Oh my darling thank you very much for blessing me with two great grandchildren " Grandma Lara mumbled and Pat Barbie on the head. " You are welcome grandma, I missed you " Barbie said and hugged her tightly.

He held the pups close to his chest, cradling them as if to shield them from the world. "Please wait! I’ll be back soon." I ran into the cottage, where Grandma Aurora was rearranging the herbs she had collected from the woods. "Grandma! It’s me!" I called out. She turned slowly, her expression unreadable. "Did you bring another wolf? I can smell it!" Her voice was as sharp as ever. Despite her graying hair, wrinkled skin, and worsening Parkinson’s, she remained as perceptive as I remembered. "Yes, a pack of rogues attacked a mother. She just gave birth."

Everyone claps as my grandmother comes to the microphone. “Thank you all so very much for that warm reception. I want to thank you all for coming. My career at Young Corporation wouldn’t have been so successful if it weren’t for all of you. Over the years, I learned so much from working closely with so many of you–clients and colleagues alike. And what I’d really like to say–” Grandmother Trudy stops speaking. Her eyes bulge, and her face goes white. Then, she covers her mouth with both hands, and it’s clear she’s trying not to laugh.

Then her gaze drifted toward the yard, and she spoke in a deliberately cold tone: "Did you tell my grandson you wanted to renovate the yard? Do you even realize how many werewolf craftsmen were pulled off the front lines just to renovate your yard? That's werewolf manpower we can't afford to waste after the fire!" "Oh, they're not renovating—" I replied quickly. "They're installing a swing!" … "Just… for a swing?" "Yes!" I nodded enthusiastically, then added in a cheerful voice: "Grandma, do you like playing on swings? I can help push you so you can go really high!" … She didn't respond. Maybe she didn't like swings. Maybe… she preferred chasing butterflies. Or hunting rabbits? Then, if Gran

Ryder looked down as Grandma slowly reached into her clothes with trembling fingers. She pulled out an old folded picture. The edges looked worn from years of being touched. She handed it to Ryder. “That’s Sandra,” she whispered. “And my grandson Sam.” Ryder carefully opened it. I leaned closer. A young man smiled brightly beside a beautiful woman with soft eyes. They looked happy before Lucious destroyed everything. “When Gab is older…” Grandma whispered weakly, “please show him the picture.” Tears rolled down her cheeks. “And tell him we love him and I loved him with all my heart.”

A.D Ripman Prologue "Grandma, please tell me the story about the Frost demon again", Six-year-old Gray begged, crawling up next to her feet sticking out from under the patchwork blanket as she sat knitting in the old wooden rocking chair. "Again?" she laughed warmly. "Oh, OK, but you better come and sit on my lap then." Grandma Perla put her knitting down on the small table next to her and gestured for Gray to climb up on her lap.