Ice Climber Nana Novels & Stories

“Firstly, I don't know why you sent Glenda to me when you could have come to me yourself. Secondly, I'm sorry, but I cannot let you travel in your present health condition. Did you forget what we had to deal with after you traveled for a long time for Sam's wedding? I can't have a repeat of that.” Maybe Nana forgets that she is not so young. Maybe she forgets that her arthritis is getting worse. Else, why would she request for a vacation to South Africa just to see a rhino? I can't say if it came with the age, but Nana came up with the most ridiculous ideas too often nowadays. “That’s what you walked hand in hand with Glenda all the way here to say?” Nana asked with emphasis on the fact that

“You look like you have a face slapped with a wet fish,” Nana said. “Have you been salmon fishing?” “It’s not salmon season, Nana,” I replied. “And I don’t fish.” “Not salmon season? It flamin’ well is! A bit cold for July though. Hey, Steve. Put the heat on. I’m turning into a snowman.” I raised an eyebrow at Mom. “July? Nana, it’s March.” “No, it’s July. I specifically remember arranging my next visit here for July.”

The comments floating across the screen claimed that my clinginess would eventually drive Charles Hansen away. That we would end up divorced, and I'd spiral into depression before freezing to death under some bridge. Above me, Charles's low, velvety voice was still trying to coax me. "Amanda Koss, it's only a two-day business trip. This client's different. Just stay home and wait for me, okay..." Before he could finish, I had already rolled off him at lightning speed.

my nana said shaking her head. “Oh, not a rock nana, he is just like the wrecking ball and his doll girlfriend is Miley Cyrus who is dancing him around.” I said as we laugh, my nana then looks at me. “Oh by the way dear, I got what you asked for. I can also pack your clothes tomorrow. Are you really sure about this? I know you told me before that you are determined but is there a chance that I can change your mind?” my nana said as she rubs my hair.