Bonds

After freshening up and changing into comfortable clothes, I rang Granny Carys’s cell phone.

“Well, if it's not my princess!” Came my grandmother’s excited voice the moment she picked up the phone.

Oh, how much I missed that voice; I thought. “How have you been coping with missing me, you pretty old woman?” I blurted out jokingly.

“Not as much as I do now after hearing those words!” Granny Carys remarked with a chuckle.

I smiled. My grandmother was a painkiller. “For real now, Granny Carys. How are you?” I got serious.

“I’m as good as ever. Although it's been boring here not having you around but Brielle drops in once in a while to help with laundry and stuff.” Granny Carys replied.

I was about to smile at that. Brielle did tell me she would help out with Granny Carys when she could. She never thought it’d be this early.

“That's great, Granny Carys. I'll remember to thank her,” I said.

Granny Carys, who seemed to be busy with probably a tape recorder that was making some noises in the