I'm Gonna Miss You

Chapter 33: The Cheesiest Lines

"Good morning!" I chirped to my grandparents as they sat together at the dining table.

The sun was shinning bright and early today."Morning." Gramps eyed me cautiously as I hopped through the kitchen.

"I take it your week-long glumathon is over?" Gran commented as I pulled out a bowl and a spoon.

I gave them a sarcastic laugh as I poured in the cereal and milk. "It's a Saturday morning. What's there to be sad about?" The spoon clinked against the bowl as I sat down at the table. "Where are you going today?"

Both my grandparents shrugged before Gran opened her mouth. "We have to run some errands."

"Again?" I groaned.

Every time I saw them it was like they had to run off and do something else. "We can't just sit around and mooch off of your parents all day, Ly." Gramps raised his brows.

"It's not mooching if we want you here." I said through a mouth full of cereal.

"Then think of it as a gift of our appreciation." He argued.

I gave them a disappointed look before giggling to myself. "Speaking of gifts," His wife began as she played with the water rings from her glass. "Your birthday is coming up soon."

Seeing my grandmother play around with the condensation from her drink made her look like a little girl once again. "It's not for another couple months, Gran." My eyes never left her fingers as she continued to absent-mindedly draw motions on the table.

"A couple months is already close." She spoke as Gramps put away his newspaper. "What do you want?"

"Nothing." I didn't feel comfortable asking for gifts, especially from my grandparents.

It felt too demanding to ask someone for a specific item, I'd rather have them surprise me. "Come on, don't worry about the price." Gramps urged.

"There's really nothing I could think of right now."

Gran clicked her tongue as I continued on with my breakfast. "Well, when you think of something, don't hesitate to tell us." 

"Will do." I may have said this out loud, but deep down I already knew I wasn't going to say anything even if I did know what I wanted.

My grandfather pursed his lips before whispering to his wife, loud enough for me to overhear. "You know she's not gonna tell us anything, right?"

I looked up from my bowl and stuck out my tongue. "She's just as complicated as Nelson."

"What?" I asked through coughs as I choked on my cereal. 

"Even as a little boy, he wouldn't ask for much, he always thought it was wrong of him to do so. I just thought he was going through a phase, one that he'd eventually grow out of, but he never did." Gran explained.

"That sounds like Nelson." I smiled at his memory, wiping my mouth.

It was one if the greatest blessings I'll ever receive to be able to think of him and not have the urge to burst into tears. "Did you learn that on your own, or did he pass it onto you?" Gramps gave me a toothless smile.

"He taught me everything I know." I smiled back, showing my pearly whites.

There was a moment of silence before my grandmother spoke up. "I never thought I'd see the day where Lilah could talk about her brother and not have tears brimming at her eyes."

An amused chuckle left my lips as I pulled them into a smile. "He's in a better place now, with better people."

I went back to my previous actions until my bowl was completely empty. My grandfather continued reading the newspaper, flipping through pages ever so slowly as he narrowed his eyes behind his reading glasses. My grandmother on the other hand was busy whispering sweet nothings into his ear as she rested her head on his shoulder, making him stop every once in a while to kiss her on the top of her head. They were so cute. I couldn't wait to grow old and have a relationship like that with someone I love.