Elisa D´Angelo
After breakfast, the guys went away, talking cheerfully about fixing the fence their grandmother needed to work on. I loved how my mate and his brothers were always available to ease the workload around the farm for Acacia.
I became busy washing dishes when I felt Acacia's eyes bore into me. "So, you and my grandson... are there any great-grandbabies coming up soon?" she said, and I laughed.
"All in due time, Acacia..." I said, trying to keep it simple and allowing her to wander about whatever Urien and I had.
"Good, get to know each other better, before kids can come..." she said, and I smiled. I was not expecting her to say something like that, and yet, it sounded solid and sincere advice, which I nodded in agreement.
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