Chapter 469
"… At least THAT you two old men know well."
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At Granny Martha's sudden interruption, joining us as if aware of all the secrets we hadn't even shared yet, we eventually sat to drink the tea they liked. Eating the pie I had baked but failed at… only because of a sudden wish I had to make it instead of buying it for once.
I remember how dry and overly sweet it was… with some bits that were burned and others bland… and yet now I could see again how they ate it nonetheless.
"It really is bad, Eli." — Grampa August said, while almost finishing it. — "With less sugar, it'll taste better. Give me some more when you make another one, hehe."
"It's good. Don't say it's bad, August… I ate it all Eli, Jeny's first pie was horrible compared to this one~"
"Your wife also baked pies like this, Grampa Marlo?"
"Yes, but not as sweet. Hehe~ sweeter was her smile~"