Mary Bailey Grandmother Novels & Stories

Javier’s POV I couldn’t get to sleep. I was hot and restless after devouring that petite, sexy chick in there. I swear she was amazing. I stepped out of bed. I was about to take a shower when I received a phone call from Martha, my grandmother’s personal helper. She told me that my grandmother had another episode. Gabby caught my eye. I didn’t want to abandon her. Gabby and I had unfinished business, but I needed to leave. My grandmother meant a lot to me.

"Oh, Nathan, I never knew that you are Leah's son. Where have you been all these years? Did you know that l have been looking for you for so long?" Nathan looked at the old madam in awe before replying softly, "Sorry, Grandma. I haven't been a good grandson." It turned out that his grandmother had arrived. Old Madam Murray was almost 80 to 90 years old. Yet, she came all the way to the after party to meet her grandson, which was a rare sight to beckon.

But she couldn't bring herself to lie directly either. "I married him because—" she started. "She married me because I asked her to," Daniel interrupted, moving to stand beside the bed. "And because she's the only person who didn't want something from me." Eleanor's gaze shifted to her grandson. "That's not an answer." "It's the only answer you're getting." Grandmother and grandson stared at each other, and Mira felt like she was witnessing something private. A battle of wills between two people who knew each other too well.

Then, she went even further, showing up at the school in person and blocking the two of them at the gates when they returned from a date. My mother sized Sadie up, clicking her tongue in disdain. Then, right in front of Ryder, she said to the young girl, "With hips that small, you'll never bear a son! We will never accept a woman who could end our bloodline!" That set Ryder off at once. For the first time in his life, he shouted at his grandmother, telling her to stay out of his business. To my mother, it was a direct challenge to her authority. In her eyes, her precious grandson had been bewitched. Right there in the school, she started causing a scene, her insults growing more and more vic

She walked toward her and then kneeled down beside her. "Grandma, my name is Barbara ," she said softly. "What a beautiful child," "Grandma, you are pretty too, grandma you haven't eaten since morning right?" "Yes, but how could you tell?" "Ooh, don't worry I'm a student doctor I'm currently in my first year doing my Ph.D. but I'm quite experienced," "How old are you my dear?" "I'll be turning twenty-three this year," Zacky's grandmother couldn't help but smile brightly. Zacky felt slightly relieved he had never seen her grandmother smile so brightly before.

I was a new mom and Moria’s their fifth. “That’s nice baby…” I tell her. She runs back to the dining room table to sit with her great grandmother. My Grand mother Rebecca Boyle has been a great help. “Fia you’re back…” My grandmother smiles. I nod. “Yes, I am. You folks ready for lunch?” I ask them, walking over to the kitchen washing my hands. The two say yes before continuing their conversation.

"You, too." It was like talking to my grandmother in a teenager's body. "Okay, Grandma." Bailey chuckled. "You can call me a lot of things, but a grandmother is not one of them. Unless it's your fairy godmother." She shrugged. "I can handle that." I laughed. "Okay, Fairy Godmother." She rolled her eyes. "I'll see you tomorrow." "Come on." Elias motioned with his head toward the door and cringed doing it. "Your fairy godmother has spoken."

It’s a blessing that Hailey is giving some of the money away, maybe this is what Maryanne would have wanted, she would have been so proud to know her money is being used for a good purpose. “Hailey!” We hear a croaked voice and we both crane our heads to see a woman with gray hair approaching us, another woman in her twenties is walking side by side, guiding her gently by the arm. The smile on Hailey's face drops immediately. “Mrs. Kelly, lovely to meet you.” Hailey says sharply. The woman in her twenties with ginger hair smiles sadly, “Hello, this is my grandmother, she was neighbors with Maryanne. Such a pity what happened to her.”

Elaine said shocking everyone. “That’s a small matter,” Old Mrs Sawyer said making Elaine start laughing as tears ran down. “Grandma, am I really your granddaughter? If you don’t treat me like one then there is no need to treat you as my grandmother.” Elaine said coldly before hunging up the call not caring what state she had left them after they heard her words. She was in a lot of pain as she still couldn't believe that her own grandma still sided with those people even after hearing what they were calling her. She started wondering whether she was really a Sawyer.