Back in the White House, President Grant and Grandmother Grant were trying to persuade Alexa to stay a couple more days.
"Sweetheart is not like you need to practice to do the fashion show. You could do it in a day or two before the event. Why not stay with Granny for a week. Go with me to the countryside and relax, get out of this bustling city crowd. What do you say?" She asked with mist in her eyes, ready to fall any minute.
"Nanna, I would love too... But I need to go back with Andrea. She's not in the best condition right now and a lot of things in her mind. She needed me to be by her side until the fashion show is over. Please, understand..." She then embraces her grandmother as tender as she could and kissed her still beautiful old face.
"Oh' if you must, then who am I to stop you." Grandmother Grant was trying to play pitiful, so Alexa would feel remorse and hoping that she would change her mind.
