Wish Grandpas Never Died Novels & Stories

I had never had such a grand feast. "The braised ribs are delicious, Mom! Serve some to your grandmother, Ash." "Eat more, Grandma. The crabs arrived this morning. They're very fresh!" Grandma, who was supposed to be suffering from dementia, sat steadily at the head of the dining table. She was holding a juicy crab leg, and her lips were covered in grease. Uncle Daniel peeled crab for her while my aunt, Molly Franklin, piled the crab meat on her plate. Meanwhile, Ashton was scrolling through his phone while chewing on a braised rib.

You've already proven you're the man I hoped my granddaughter would find. To Charlotte and Franklin: your great-grandfather believes you'll change the world. I won't be here to see it, but I know it's true. Be kind, be brave, be stubborn when it matters, and remember that Mitchell blood means you're never allowed to quit. Finally, to everyone else: stop looking so sad. I lived ninety-one years, built an empire, saw four generations of my family, and died surrounded by people I loved. That's not a tragedy—that's a victory lap.

“It’s no use Sylvester, I don’t want to spend the remaining days of my life confined in some hospital bed, having tubes passed through my nose. I want to die peacefully, on my own terms.” The was a wave of nostalgia in the air, bringing back the memories of when I lost my parents. A tear slid down my eye without me realizing it. “Don’t cry Juss, come here,” Grandfather beckoned.” Yes Juss, you just have to be dramatic about every fucking thing. I sauntered towards him, my legs felt jello, I was too weak to stop myself from crying, even as I stood beside him. “You have no idea how happy I am. I’m so thrilled that I get to see my great grandchild before I leave this world,” he smiled, placing

“Elder Master Goldmann, he’s still a boy—” Titus scoffed wryly. “Of course I know he’s still a boy, but Nolan, Nicholas, and I will continue to age and die someday. And when we kick the bucket, who will care if they’re just children?” Colton and Daisie were astonished. ‘What does Great-grandpa mean? Daddy… Does he have only a few years left to live? Two months later… At Morwich, in the Hanns Palace of the City of Saint Page…

"Grandpa, you don't have to be so playful this early in the morning." Grandfather Ford snorted. "Happy, that's all. Happy a young couple in this family knows how to settle down for once. You're making an old man proud." Ashley's smile was shy, her eyes flicking to Nathan again. "We'll try, Grandpa." The old man hummed, taking another sip of tea. "I expect so. But let me remind you one more time. I want great-grandchildren before I die." Ashley flushed. She stared down at her plate. "We'll see what the future holds," she said quietly.

"I support you, sweetie. If this is what you want I am behind you one hundred per cent." "Thank you." "But be smart. Take your time. There is no rush." "I know." The rest of the family congratulated us. Kai and Luna both offered advice about living with partners. But I noticed Great-Grandpa Ryder watching from his wheelchair. He was ninety-eight now and his health was failing. After everyone else dispersed he motioned me over. "Sit with an old man for a moment." I sat beside him and took his frail hand. "What is it, Grandpa?"

“I hope she will be smart like me too” “I hope she won’t become an old perv like you” Meredith said squeezing her eyes at him but being amused. “What is wrong on being an old perv?” Grandpa asked. “Being a perv gave me a lot of satisfactions: you being Max’s wife, I caught a gorgeous girl as my mate” and he winks at auntie Jen how is red like a boiled crab. “And now I received a great granddaughter. So there are a lot of benefits in being an old perv! ”

He over her, but he is still angry at Jake Moroney because he was his best friend. I wished that grandpa would get over it. He married a wonderful woman, so loving, beautiful, and kind. I miss them so much. But they both died when I was 13 years old in a plane accident; their bodies were never found. I always wish they were in the hospital their alive and lost their memories. But the reality thinking. I was walking up behind my beauty bookworm... I whispered in her ear.

"If I die before you get married, at least I deserve to see your fiance." "But Granny, I don't even have a girlfriend." I protested. "It's my last wish son. I have watched you grow with so much love and affection radiating from you. You deserve a wonderful woman, an amazing woman who is just like your mother. Before my eyes close in death, I want to see her. I want to die surrounded by my loved ones." Grandma said with a tone of finality. "But grandma..." "Promise me son, that you will make me happy, even in death." She tightened her hold on my hands.

grandmother exclaimed angrily, remembering grandfather. "Grandmother, I'm simply stating the facts, Ranie Oleen Nach and Nyx are both dead, okay? So don't ever bring up the deceased again," I told grandmother. "Hmm... did you say anything?" Grandmother asked, pretending not to hear what I said, "Anyway, you need to assassinate someone for me, it was your grandfather's last wish when he died, he wants you to kill his longtime rival," grandmother added standing up, walking towards the fridge, opening it, getting water to drink, pouring it into the glass, and sipping it all.