“I used to build you towers when you were little.” Grammy clicked the last piece of Greyson’s garage into place. “You’d break them as fast as I could stack them. You’d laugh so hard.” A wicked gleam appeared in Greyson’s eyes. “I’m still little.” Grinning, he reached for the garage.
Greyson's Dilemma
Greyson's Dilemma
Greyson's Dilemma
“I used to build you towers when you were little.” Grammy clicked the last piece of Greyson’s garage into place. “You’d break them as fast as I could stack them. You’d laugh so hard.” A wicked gleam appeared in Greyson’s eyes. “I’m still little.” Grinning, he reached for the garage.