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Briar has nothing to do for the day. After speaking with Olga, she followed her grandparents in the garden, like their usual daily routine. Every morning after breakfast, both are out in the garden. While her grandma is spraying the insecticides to avoid pests ruining the flowers, her grandpa is pruning and planting some new plants. They have a beautiful garden in the whole neighborhood.

"Grandma, I can help you with that," she said, reaching out her hand to the insecticide's spray from her grandma's hand.

"You have to put on a mask and gloves first. This is insecticide, and it's poisonous. Get the gloves from the shelter. And there's a box inside; take a mask from the plastic zip lock and gloves."

She moved and headed to the shelter. Then she finds the box first, where she can get the mask. Then, after putting on the mask, she finds the gloves and puts them on. She came back to her grandma, and she handed her the spray.

She's enjoying her stay with her grandparents, but tomorrow she needs to go back to Switzerland. Her parents are there, and her job is waiting. How she wished that she could have a longer vacation. But if she extends her vacation, she will lose her clients.

She's a successful wedding planner in Switzerland. And this vacation is just a break after the successful wedding of one of the well-known successful businessmen in Switzerland she planned. She's booked for the next project when she returns.

It's getting warm. The sun is up. Soon it will be lunch time. After many hours in the garden. Three of them went inside the house and ate the snacks Imelda had prepared. Carrot cake and orange juice.

"How's your Aunt Lenna's housekeeping agency?" Her grandma breaks their silence.

"It's doing great, Grandpa. They are always fully booked. Aunt Lenna had advertised for the new hiring of a housekeeper."

"That's great news. Lenna is a very hardworking woman," said her grandma.

"I agree with that, Grandma. Different from mom, right?"

"You're a mom is different in her own way. She's been very supportive with your dad."

"You're right, Grandma. Mom is behind my dad's decisions all the time. When Dad has an achievement and I congratulate him, he will say, 'Congratulate your mom; she's the brain of it.Actually, at first, I couldn't understand, but Dad has explained to me that Mom's brain has contributed to his success." She said to her grandma, feeling proud for her parents.

"Very true," her grandpa said, "your dad told us that he will discuss everything with your mom, and thus your mom, with her unmistakable analytical brain, will always come out with the best solutions and very wise decisions."

"I'm proud of both of them," she said, clapping her hands.

"You're the two of them combined," Grandpa said to her. Reaching out her hand on top of the table.

She just smiles at her grandpa and turns to grandma.

"So, this is your last day here?"

"Yes, Grandpa."

"Why don't you stay here?"

"Grandma, I wish I could, but my work is in Switzerland."

"Can't you bring your work here?"

Her grandpa held her grandma's hands and said, "Honey, Briar has established her life in Switzerland. She just can't leave it all behind and start from scratch."

Her grandma nodded.

"I will miss you, Briar," her grandma said.

"I will miss you too, Grandma, you and Grandpa. But Grandpa was right, I have a life in Switzerland that is waiting for me. How about you two move to Switzerland?"

"We haven't been away in this place all our lives, so living in another country would be very difficult for us Briar. Our age wouldn't adjust easily," her grandpa replied.

"What about coming to visit us for a month of two?"

"We will think about that, but we won't promise," her grandpa answered.

After the snack had ended, she said bye to her grandparents. She goes up to her room to call Olga.



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