"You knew it was love, Grandma. But howdya know it was true love?"
Grandma's face brightened, like she'd suddenly received some happy news - or maybe saw me for the first time in a long time.
"My, my, child, aint you growin'? And sudden, too."
Course I'm growing. Aint so sudden, though.
"A bud and then a flower, Anna. Water 'em. Won't they grow?"
I nodded. Guess so.
"All love's true love. Just gotta water it good."
She'd have explained more, she always did explain good, but there was a knock on the door and Doc Morris and Clint came in.
Christopher about 2 years ago
"Just gotta water it good."
Sound advice, Grandma. Too many people these days let love go into a drought.
Drew Martyn about 2 years ago
Thanks Christopher, you're right.
Neville Hunt about 2 years ago
...but if you drench or overwater it, it drowns before your loving eyes.