Chapter 243: The Retreat, Part 4

"Well, my chums, the term 'harem' can be applied both ways," Granny Melody even tells. "That also told me one thing… Stop spending time with the wrong people."

"You believe those men trying to court you are the bunch of people you can't just hang out with?" I ask her.

"Absolutely. Life is too short to spend time with people who suck the happiness out of you… and I've felt that if ever I married one of them, I would certainly feel so. That's one of the reasons I immigrated to America.

"Well, despite the two countries sharing the same language, I expected a culture shock, especially when it comes to how certain things are called here. And I was right. I call them lorries, Americans call them trucks. I call them windscreens, Americans call them windshields. I call them chips, Americans call them French fries.