Noah's words stunt me for while what did he just said. "Don't try to kill me with this beauty of yours." My heart started beating fast, and my face became tomato red. I saw his eyes flashing with mischief. "So, Mrs. Anderson, have some mercy on my heart," he said and started walking. Unconsciously, I also walked, still processing the thoughts and the words he just said.
We walked and saw Grandpa coming out with Aunt Fiona. So, she left to take Grandpa out, I thought. Noah and I both walked up to him and greeted him with a warm smile. "Happy birthday, Grandpa."
"God bless you, my child." He laughed heartily and took my hand, and we started walking in the garden where the party was held.
Many people came to greet Grandpa, and whenever someone who was not present at our wedding asked about me, he was happy to introduce me again and again. The joy he felt doing this was obvious, and these little gestures of his warmed my heart.
