Little things
Grandma was doing her usual thing, knitting that pale creamed sweater she planned on giving to gramps on his birthday. The only thing left is the right sleeve, after that’s done its all good to go. Just looking at her hum as she works, it makes all my troubles seem like they were the smallest in the world.
Well I got to admit, I do tend to over think my problems which makes this life of mine suck harder than it normally does. I tell you life is just a pain in the a—
“Your grandpa hates sweaters,” grandma suddenly blurts out. She then gestures me to sit on the sofa next to hers. Having nothing better to do I seated right next to her. “It was during college,” she explains, “I wanted to give something to him on his birthday. So I asked him what he would like. He said anything would be fine. It was winter during that time and I didn’t want him to catch a cold so I bought him a sweater, a pale red cotton stitched one with dark stripes. It wasn’t all high on looks but it gave a whole lot of warmth,” she shook her head, “and trust me, it wasn’t cheap.”
“So what did he do? Rip it to shreds?” knowing grandpa and his temper he probably would.
“I wouldn’t say he went that far, but he did get pretty heated up over it.”
“Oh grandpa,” I sighed.
She paused, “though I never truly understood why he hated it so much.”
“Didn’t you ever ask?”
“No,” she stops, “it all seemed so trivial back then that I didn’t bother to.”
“Oh.”
She then goes back to her knitting. “He still wore it though.”
“Oh really now,” I smirked.
“Yes,” she said smiling. “He wore all the sweaters I gave him.
Looking at that grin on her face brought a smile on mine.
“I wonder at times though,” she mutters, “if he was ever happy with those sweaters, I mean he hates them and all.”
“Hmmm, well if he didn’t like it why would he still wear it?” I asked grinning.
She looked at me once again smiling and nodded. “I guess you’re right.”
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His Reason
Teen FictionThe love he holds is gentle and pure her warm embrace is his only cure.... she warms his days of endless rain she rids him of all senseless pain She gives him hope A sense to cope She denies the lies Her sincere eyes Shes heavens treason His only r...
