My Grandmother Says She's Sorry の小説・ストーリー

"Grandma!" She patted my back. "Silly kid, why are you crying? I'm here now, aren't I?" I buried my face in her arms, crying hard. "I'm sorry, Grandma. It's my fault! If I didn't say I wanted your meatballs, you wouldn't have..." She lifted my face and wiped my tears with her rough, warm hands. "It's not your fault. I came because I missed you. That had nothing to do with it."

Grandma added in a grating tone, after listening to our words. "I apologize, but this is not my fault. Your husband is only interested in discussing business topics." To appease my grandmother's wrath, I completely blamed my grandfather. "Do you want me to tell your grandmother about what occurred in California? You can't blame me like this." My grandfather began threatening me as soon as he saw her enraged eyes. Oh no, Jesus. Grandma would undoubtedly make fun of me if she learned a girl smacked me in a charity ballroom packed with thousands of people.

The thought of disappointing her was worse than the thought of disappointing myself. "I am sorry," I said again. "Do not be sorry. Just get up. Fix what you can fix. Let go of what you cannot." I promised I would. When I hung up, I felt a little lighter. Not much. But a little. I called my grandmother next. "Baby." Her voice was soft and old and full of love. "I have been praying for you." "I need those prayers, Grandma." "Then you have them. Tell me what is heavy on your heart."

His state was devastating, making Granny tear up. "If not for me and my family, you wouldn't have ended up this way. It's my fault this has happened to you and your sister. If I had raised my son properly, this wouldn't have happened. I'm sorry for all the pain we have caused you. I'm sorry. Please, forgive us," Granny said, clapping her hands together while pleading for Kevin's forgiveness, with tears in her eyes. Ellie had never seen her grandmother in such a state before, which made her wondered about the relationship between the duo.

Then apology after apology falls out of my lips. “I am so sorry, grandfather. I didn’t mean to lie to you, to deceive you. I was so worried about you. I was also guilty. You’ve always been so good to me and I felt guilty for deciding on a divorce without informing you. I didn’t mean to fool you, God, I’m so…” My voice cracks at the very end. Grandfather parts my back gently, lightly. “You did nothing wrong, child. I let myself be fooled.” “But still–”

, holding her stomach. "Oh my goodness, I'm sorry Dahlia, I just had to laugh." And then she laughed harder this time. I just stood there, staring at her with my feelings matching the look on my face. Hurt. Offended. Sad. After her laughter had reduced to light chuckles, she stood upright, "Sorry my dear niece. That's just the reality. You're not exactly lovable." She said, with a sarcastic smile. It was at that moment, my grandmother passed by.

Granny said. "I'm sorry, Granny. I thought you'll be disappointed in me" She choke on her tears. "of course not" Granny muttered and embrace her in a tight hug again.

"Look, how my grandson is not happy to see me and even did not ask for forgiveness to hide such a beautiful, good wife like you from me this whole time." Her words turned the situation more awkward, as she glanced over Byron, who was giving a hard look on his side, gesturing not to speak carelessly before her. She looked over Granny with an awkward smile and tried to divert the tension, "Grandma, I apologise on behalf of him, please forgive us and don't be upset anymore." She squeezed her hand lightly. Garnny smiled warmly and sweetly expressed, "No dear, you don't need to apologise on behalf of my foolish grandson."

Sophia what have you done? "Come on, baby. It wasn't your fault. It was my fault, i guess she was angry the way I spoke with her" I replied and she shake her head in deny. "You did nothing wrong, mum. It was granny fault, I don't like her, I prefer grandpa. He is the sweet grandfather ever, grandma is just too wicked, all she knows how to do is to be wicked and buy limited edition, thing's. She can spend millions of dollars on ordinary bag, I don't like at all. I am sorry mum, I will make sure she doesn't come here again" that literally brought a smile to my face. How will she do that? My baby is just too funny.

He was the one that usually complained that she doesn't address as ‘grandfather’ but now that she did he denied her and doesn't seem happy that she was calling him grandfather. “Alright, I apologize for disturbing you, sir. It appears that I've dialed the wrong number-”