Chapter 252: Meeting Clint's Family

"I thought - I thought!" Zia asked in confusion, her mouth hanging open.

Everyone was laughing their hearts out, and their eyes gleamed in delight. Clint walked to her side and explained, "We are sorry, Sweet Lips. This was Grandma's idea."

"So, Grandma isn't -" Zia asked, her brows meeting.

"Oh, I already have mild cognitive decline, Dear," Grandma Brena slowly said. "But I'm still in stage two. For now, I tend to misplace things and easily forget names - wait. What's your name again?"

Zia's mouth fell agape again. She looked at Clint, unsure what to say until Grandma said, "Gotcha! Haha! Works all the time!"

Everyone burst out laughing, and Zia was amused. She shifted to Clint and said, "Wow, your family has a talent for comedy."

"But honestly, Dear Zia. I am already in stage two," Grandma Brena admitted. "But it's still manageable. Like I said, I forget a few things."

"I'm sorry to hear that," Zia said, shaking.

"It's part of getting old." Grandma Brena smiled and caressed Zia's