[Oh, undoubtedly work was already started to clean up her mess. She'd certainly made enough noise as she went to draw someones attention.

She wrapped one arm around his shoulders, still holding the flowers tightly and smiling still, shining like the grandparents she clearly so adored and cuddling up against her grandfathers chest.]

I thought they were pretty like you and grandma and the rain was hurting them. So I picked them for you that way you'd have them.