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The lady with a smoking stick

A sequel or rather a side story to ' my grandpa Hercules ' where we will meet her, the most wicket and a chain smoker- my granny, the lady with a smoking stick, or as I consider her the Loki! But is this all in her story?! Or did we just read it upside down?!

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Chapter 2 (Since when? )

"Hey, Hattie! You can't back off in the meantime! We have got everything ready and now you-- " that tiny heightened girl with a cute round but feverish face cried over that comparatively taller, but a girl with a tiny heart rate- yup that's me

"I'm sorry...you know my family has a bad habit of mood swings, they agree and disagree in the blink of an eye! "

"You and your crazy family! " she snorted, crossing her hands over her chest offending me, and I darted her with a narrowed gaze that she took a lump of saliva down her throat in irritation,

"Okay...You are crazier!"

I bend my head, drowning in guilt, hearing all of her scolds, her words that felt harder than arrows could pierce through.

" Now what?! You are going to spend the next two weeks locked behind a door doing 'home science' while the whole class is enjoying their ass off?!"

"Don't make me cry, Ji *whine*" I spoke with sore pain, cause she knew what made me helpless as well as freaked out at the same time that she sprinkled more salt over my wounds-

"don't be jealous, god has 'showered' his blessing over you, acknowledge it well"

"*whine* You're brutal!!!"

"And you are the backstabber! " she giggled bitterly, but my expressions were all under the water-

"Well, actually worst... I'm being sent to my grandma's house"

"Your grandma's?! Ha! Now you have to babysit your granny?! "

"Ji, it's serious! " I cried, halting her brutal bullying for once and it was enough,

At least for now.

"I haven't been to my grandma's for three months since..." and I crouch down, my back stuck to the grey cemented wall behind me,

"Since when? " she questioned crouching in front of me with confused gazes that were questioning, what I let out, in the utmost pain that felt as if piercing through my chest-

"Since his death"

(hey readers,

Chapter retreated, rewritten, and rereleased

Hope you like the tone now,

Yours,

Author)