Is Granny Real Novels & Stories

she asked, her blue eyes leaving no doubt in my mind that she might be Emmett’s mother. “Yes, that’s me.” I whispered. “You are so beautiful. I’m Granny King, Rachel's grandmother.” The woman said, proving my thoughts wrong. “It’s great to meet you, ma’am. I ugh... Rachel... She’s told me a lot about you.” I said, patting my head to adjust my rough curls. “She did?” Granny King asked in that sweet, kind voice. “Rachel has been known to be loquacious and over time, I’ve found out that she tells people I’m a pain in her ass.”

Janka refused to let her go. Laila's phone buzzed again, and she groaned looking at it. “Fuck off!” “Which one is it? Lola? Your Mom? Tony or Maria?” “Lola.” She grunted. Last night Granny said she was a load my mom should have swallowed and I don't disagree.” Janka giggled. “Your granny is something else. My granny sits in a rocking chair making slippers. Yours runs the bingo Mafia.” They all giggled at Janka's playful words. Granny had once gotten into a fist fight with a woman at bingo for trying to cheat.

she snaps, as his face turns bright red. “Mom! Really,” I hear, as my mother hugs my father. A series of laughter and “oohs” break out and I just shake my head. “So, I’m ready to spill my guts,” granny finally says. She waves her hand, and a camping chair appears, then she quickly sits. “Ohh it’s been a day chasing after all of you. I’m ready for a vacay,” she says, fanning herself with her hand. I can’t even process the weird things happening right now, and nobody else seems to think it's weird.

"I thought you said it was urgent." "Yes, she won't eat until she sees you. She kept calling your name over and over again." "Let's go see her then." Landon led the way, while I followed behind. What could be the reason why Granny Ten was calling her? The face of an old woman shown knitting at the verdandi. Her neck bone was vividly showing like armor; her perfect honeycomb skin was now replaced by wrinkles. Her cheek slacked, giving in lines across her face. "Selena, is that you?" said her lilting, beautiful voice. There was a time when Granny Ten was a beauty to behold, but now her dark, long hair has been replaced by Cinderella's. She still had those round, big glasses on her face.

" Alexander , where are you going ? " I heard granny calling my name from her chamber hall . I entered her room and saw her lying on her bed . She's almost 150 years old now but still looks like as young and healthy as a full grown Luna . Old age didn't hit the mark on her face at all . She's also much more beautiful like she was in her past . " What granny ? " I asked her casually while trying to avoid eye contact with her . Because I knew that she has the ability to see through my thoughts , I don't know why . She can tell my all future steps that I'll be taking or want to take .

I heard her sigh with relief. "Jesus! I was so worried about you. I'm so glad that you're enjoying your time. Don't snoop around a lot, honey and how is your granny?" I could feel the smile in her voice when she mentioned granny. "Granny is fine. I think she stopped aging when she reached sixteen. She is full of energy and fire. No one can compete with her." I told her with a chuckle, remembering, how my granny kicked my ass out of my bed every morning at 6'O clock for a walk.

She asked, setting down her mug. "This might sound like a terrible lie, but I can't recall anything about myself other than the fact that my name is Eiran Richards and I like my chocolate without milk." I replied, massaging my temples. "Well, my name is Theresa Morgan, but you can call me Granny." She smiled. "As for your memory, what's the last thing you remember?" "Waking up on some stranger's lawn, not a nice man by the way." I sighed. Granny stared blankly at nothing in particular for a while, her thumbs rubbing against each other.

"Granny, your skills have no comparison. This figure looks exactly like my sister!" She chuckles, "Thank you for the compliment, little lady. I always try my best to meet up to my clients' needs." The Granny turns to General Li, "And now you, Miss? Would you like a mud figure?" "Ah..." General Li opens her mouth, startled. She seems to not have thought about who she would like the Granny to craft. "Granny, how about I just describe this person's features?" The Granny nods, "Of course. That is my expertise."

Granny stepped back to admire her work. Lacey swallowed her words. She looked amazing. Lacey never cared about 'looking good'. Guys weren't her priority. Ever. "This is fantastic, Granny", she finally found her voice, "thank you". She was about to run out when Granny Vee coughed. "Aren't you forgetting something?" She asked.

I whispered. "Oh yes I was about to say that. I almost had a heart attack." Reema uttered. "Yeah. I think it's a perfectly planned murder." Marjan whispered. "I think it's some psycho killer and we should postpone our plan." I huffed. "Of course not!" Marjan frowned and scoffed. "Oh girls! I forgot to tell you something. Granny is coming today! I think she's already arrived at my home." There was a dead silence for a few moments between my two best friends.