“Gran… uh,” Amy let out a fake, uneasy chuckle. “So, you're going to be watching mommy?”
“Yes, certainly.”
“That's fine, but you must not tell Grandfather you told Mommy, else he won't give you more candy, and he certainly wouldn't trust you and make you a spy anymore.” She said to him, and he nodded strongly.
“I'll definitely keep it to myself. It's our secret.” He said, then stood up, and hugged Amy, slumping against her. “I missed you, Mommy, but sleeping with Grandfather is much more fun. He tells me scary stories!” Sammy grinned.
“Scary stories? Grandpa shouldn't do that.”
“And he says he's my great grandpa. Not just grandpa. I'm calling him Great Gran.”
“Well, I knew that, but Great Grandfather Aaron seemed too long to tell you to keep saying.”
“I can do it. Great Grandfather
