A Price Worth Paying

Chapter Twenty-three. Year Three, part three.

Year 3. Part 3.

"Pookie, you just blew a hole in your grandparents' back garden in a most spectacular way. Nice job by the way. I'm impressed." Sean chuckled while Mr Blackbourne looked at him with a faint air of disbelief.

"How do you come up with these ideas anyway? Because I have to say using the lights was inspired."

"I don't know. It just popped into my head, and I went with it. Worked perfectly too." She grinned.

"Well, listen to Miss Sang 'I have the best ideas' Sorenson." Sean smirked.

"Ha. You're just jealous you never came up with something so cool, Sean. Isn't he Mr Blackbourne?" Sang said grinning at the pair of them.

"Miss Sorenson, I can honestly say you are the only person I know who could think up such a unique way to move dirt. Although, I'm surprised you didn't think of a bobcat."

"I did. But I didn't know how to drive one. Plus getting it in to the yard would have been a hassle, and I didn't want to ruin the lawn. So I ditched that thought and came up with something better." Sang grinned happily petting a purring Xavier.

Chess, Locks and dinner with the Drummonds

"So, hotshot, ready to start this game of chess." Seeing his granddaughter nod he continued. "Right, well, here's the deal. I can't see either of us sitting and staring at the board for hours so we each take a turn when we're ready. Once we do we tell each other, and then the other person can make their move. No time limits."

"Just to make it interesting, if you can beat me by the end of summer you can pick an activity you're really interested in and we'll organise it for next summer. You good with that Rosie."

"Oh, and FYI, I haven't lost a game in ten years sweetie!" Grampa grinned widely.

"Of course I'm ready Grampa." Sang smiled sweetly. "You mentioned it at the end of last year remember. I read up on strategies during winter. I know you like Eddie Fisher so I started there and then I moved on to Anatoly Kasparov."

Sang grinned from ear to ear. "Just so YOU know Grampa. You're going down and then next year you're going abseiling."

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Sang took a break from the computer program she had been writing on the down low. Wandering out to the workshop she spotted her Grampa doing, well, she wasn't quite sure what exactly. Walking up behind him she poked her head around his arm and said "Hi Grampa watcha doing?" and scared the bejesus out of him.

"ROSIE. You have to stop doing that stealth type thing you do. You just took ten years off my life kiddo." Grampa exclaimed shaking his head ruefully.

"Sorry." Sang grinned. "So, what are you doing?"

"Well, I lost the key to this padlock so I'm trying to open it with some wire."

"I thought you had a key cupboard with spares hidden away in the library." Sang looked hard at her Grampa and started giggling. "Grampa, you lost the key to the key cupboard didn't you!"

"I may have accidentally put ALL my keys in there and, somehow accidentally shut the door, accidentally locking the whole lot in. Accidentally, you understand Rose."

"What! House keys, car keys, work keys, the actual key cupboard itself key. THE WHOLE LOT." Sang looked at her Grampa in disbelief.

"It was an accident!"

Giggling uncontrollably now she said. "I actually got that part of what you said loud and clear Grampa. And I don't for a moment think your, I don't know what to call it, temporary lapse into insanity maybe, was deliberate."