“No matter how tall you get I’ll always remember you as that little girl who used to ask me for cookies,” said Gwen’s Grandma.
“I didn’t ask for them all the time,” replied Gwen.
“Oh yes you did. Even when you had your tonsils taken out. I guess you still like a cookie every now and then.”
"I sure do."
"Then come inside. I've got cookies and lemonade for you."
"Thanks Gandma."
Gwen went inside the house with her Grandma and there was a large plate of cookies waiting for her. There was also a very large glass of lemonade. Gwen sat down on one of the chairs.
"Now you enjoy yourself for the moment," said Gwen's Grandma.
"OK."
"Take as long as you need then we can get to work."
"Alright."
Gwen ate the cookies and drank the lemonade. She enjoyed it since her Grandma made the cookies especially for her.