"Otherwise, there wouldn't be Lenny and Emmett," Marsh Tunner nodded in agreement.
Lenny followed with a laugh.
Actually, she wasn't sure how to comfort Sir Tunner.
She just wanted to say, the past is already behind us, and we should look towards the future.
"Lenny,
do you feel that Grandpa's lingering affection for Grandma is unfair to Madam Tunner?" Marsh Tunner looked at Lenny with a smile and asked.
"Grandpa, I didn't say that, but it is indeed a bit unfair to Madam Tunner!" Lenny quickly waved her hand in response, but couldn't help muttering to add another sentence.
Marsh Tunner immediately burst into laughter.
Did she say something wrong?
"Lenny, you're right, it is indeed a bit unfair.
But it's not what you think.
Grandpa is old now, and he often reminisces about past events.
With your Grandma, Grandpa, and also with Madam Tunner.
It's like a movie being played, replaying scene after scene, reminiscing, contemplating.
