Tessa's POV

"Are you my grandma?" I ask, tilting my head. I giggle as she picks me up, smiling. "Well, Tessa. If you want to call me that you can. It's fine with me if you don't, though." But, wouldn't she technically be? I'm confused.... "Ok." I say. Grandma sets me down on the floor, and I walk around. I walk over to the couch, and sit down. There's a picture frame with three kids; a girl dressed in shorts and a blue t-shirt, another with braces dressed in a purple dress, and an older boy wearing a sweatshirt and a baseball cap. "Grandma?" I ask. "Yes Tessa?" She calls back. "Who are these people in this picture?" She walks over to examine the picture and sits down next to me. "Well... This-" she points to the girl in the blue T-shirt. "Is Rachel." She tells me. That's what mom looked like? She points to the boy in the baseball cap. "This is her brother Christopher." She says, and moves on to the last one. "And the girl in the braces is Colleen. She's actually a famous person now." She tells me, pulling something on her phone. "Is- Is Rachel famous?" I ask, tilting my head. "Yep! They all are." She answers back. She tells me to watch, and she shows me a video on her phone. "This is Colleen and Christopher." She points out. She starts the video. "Hey guys it's me Miranda! And today I'm here with..... This guy." She makes funny face. "I'm going to do a magic trick for-" he starts, but is cut off. "Shut up." She tells him, pushing him away. I giggle, this is really funny. She talks really funny though, but then again so do I. "Why is she wearing so much lipstick?" I ask, not looking up from the video. "you see, Miranda is a character Colleen created. I have no idea why she wears so much lipstick though!" She laughs. She gets up and walks to the kitchen. "Do you want to help me make cookies? My other grandkids aren't supposed to eat sweets, so I can't make cookies with them!" I say yes, and go to wash my hands. I'm too short to reach the sink, but there's thankfully a step stool in there that I can step on. I scrub with soap and water for the appropriate amount of time and turn off the water, and dry my hands. I step down from the step stool and hop back into the kitchen, where grandma was already making the cookie dough. "Sweetie, do you think you can take the ice cream scoop and scoop the dough onto the tray? You can press the handle to get rid of the stuff on the top. Can you scoop them into rows of 6?" She asks, and I happily oblige.

The cookies are in the oven, and I sit on the ground watching them bake. The oven finally dings and grandma takes an oven mitt and puts the tray on the counter to cool. A few seconds later the door opens, and I run up to see who it is. A pretty young woman with a cat headband walks in with a baby, and not too far behind follows a young man carrying what looks to be a large diaper bag. "Hey mom!" She calls, walking into the kitchen. "Hello Colleen!" Grandma exclaims, to the woman I suspect is Colleen. "Hello Gwen!" Greets the man. "Hi Joshua!" She greets back. "C'mon Tess, come say hi!" Gramma asks, gesturing me foreward with her hands. I hesitantly step foreward, nervously. "Hi Tessa, I'm Colleen! I'm Rachel's sister." Colleen says, extending her arms for a hug. I uncomfortably hug her, and she pulls pack. "I'm Josh" he greets, extending his hand. I shake it. (But wheeeerre did the baby go??)

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