Chapter 94

Sarah’s grip on the phone tightened slightly.

She had anticipated resistance, but hearing it still made something twist in her chest.

“Grandma’s birthday only comes once a year, Alex. You can visit Aunt Linda anytime,” she said, keeping her voice even.

A sigh came from the other side. “I guess…” He didn’t sound convinced.

Sarah closed her eyes briefly,

She knew pressing him further would only make him more resistant, so instead, she decided on another approach.

Later that evening, she found Arnold at his cottage, sitting in his usual chair, flipping idly through an old book. He barely looked up when she entered.

“Can you talk to Alex?” she asked without preamble.

Arnold turned a page, his face impassive. “About what?”

“Grandma’s birthday. He’s reluctant to come. Maybe if you talk to him, he’ll reconsider,” she said, crossing

her arms.

Arnold finally glanced at her, studying her for a moment. “And you’re not going to ask me to come?”

Sarah looked away. “That’s not what this is about.”

He exhaled through his nose, closing the book. “Fine,” he muttered. “I’ll talk to him.”

That was all she needed. She left without another word, walking back home with Alex. They barely spoke, and though she tried to brush off the lingering discomfort, it clung to her like a shadow.

Saturday arrived with a quiet kind of joy.

The house was filled with the warm scent of baked pastries and fresh flowers, the soft murmur of family members exchanging laughter and greetings.

to Grandma, a

Alex shifted awkwardly,

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turned her gentle gaze toward him.

smile, expecting nothing extravagant, only a

Sarah with a look

anything,” he admitted. His shoulders tensed, as if bracing for

voice measured. “You’re still a kid, Alex. What Mom and Dad prepare is what you prepare,

melted almost instantly. “Oh,”

the way Sarah’s expression cooled

scrambled when it came to Linda’s birthday–not only remembering the date but counting down the days, eagerly anticipating

put thought into it, made

something–he was more than capable of sketching a heartfelt piece. Grandma would have cherished

he hadn’t thought of it. Not even

it was that realization that had made her reluctant to

thoughts swirling beneath the surface like an unmoving tide. Some things, she supposed, were simply not

out the herbal wine she had prepared and handed

Grandma unwrapped the package, the faint yet distinct fragrance of aged herbs filled the

wine?” Grandma

nodded. “Yes, Grandma. I knew you would appreciate it.”

in the old lady’s gaze as she looked at her granddaughter. “This wine is almost impossible to obtain. How did you

help,” Sarah admitted with a small smile, not

Grandma’s lips as she turned the wine pot in her hands. “I haven’t

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in decades,” she said, her tone laced with

enjoy it. You have brought me a

of admiration rippled

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