"Your grandmother has unique tastes for someone born in the ancient century, doesn't she?" I laughed, glancing at Jeraldine. It was something I'd been too afraid to say, worried Tori might snitch on us.
"I know it would be hard to get such antiques, so is there anything else she likes? Face masks, jewelry?" I asked, pulling out my tablet to make a list.
Tori explained that my grandmother wasn't interested in facial beauty products. She preferred natural beauty and appreciated nature. She was a woman of high standards and only accepted items with golden market values.
I listened attentively, noting her favorite dish and hobbies. Surprisingly, I got to know she enjoyed horse riding and archery at such an elderly age.
The car fell silent after Tori finished speaking. I leaned back, legs crossed, continuing my search for new information about my grandmother.
