Lyman spoke up first, trying to lighten the mood. “I think my hands were just a little damp earlier, that’s probably why Grandma didn’t want a massage. But I’ve dried them off now. Can I give it another try?”
Grandma was about to refuse, but then she saw Lyman’s eager face—he looked so hopeful, as if he just wanted to do something right for her.
How could she say no to that kind of earnestness?
Effie chimed in, “Grandma, he’s really good at it. Every time he helps me, I’m so relaxed I almost fall asleep!”
“Well…”
“Let me try, Grandma?” Lyman offered, his voice gentle.
“Oh, alright then.”
At first, Grandma seemed a bit uncomfortable, but it didn’t take long before she started to enjoy it.
You really had to admit—smart people seemed to succeed at everything they did.
“Looks like Grandma’s fallen asleep,” Effie whispered, grinning as she watched Grandma’s head nodding with drowsiness.
Lyman paused and checked. Sure enough, she was fast asleep.
“I’ll carry her to bed,” he said softly. “The couch can’t be comfortable.”
“Okay.”
Lyman carefully lifted Grandma and carried her to her bedroom.
She stirred awake for a moment as he picked her up, and smiled dreamily at him. “Old man…”
“Grandma, it’s me. Lyman.”
“Mmm. My grandson-in-law,” she murmured, drifting off again.
Effie stood by the door, watching as Lyman gently tucked the blanket around Grandma and quietly closed the door behind him. Her eyes stung, and she had to blink back tears.
“Let’s go,” Lyman whispered.
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