As soon as Bryan walked into his grandmother’s house, he could smell the delicious aroma of freshly baked cookies wafting from the kitchen. His stomach growled with anticipation. He loved visiting his grandma, but lately, he had been feeling a bit frustrated with her old-fashioned ways and lectures.

“Hello, grandma!” Bryan called out, dropping his backpack on the floor.

Grandma emerged from the kitchen, her silver hair tied up in a bun, a warm smile on her face.

“Hey, sweetie! How was your day?”

Bryan shrugged, flopping down on the couch. “It was fine, I guess.”

His grandma sat down beside him, her eyes twinkling with concern. “What’s wrong, Bryan? You seem a bit distant lately.”

Bryan sighed, feeling a bit guilty. “It’s just ...........

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