Alexander groaned quietly. "Grandma—"
Pauline looked between them curiously. "A girl?"
"Oh, just someone who managed to make our Alexander forget how to form full sentences," Margaret's eyes twinkled as she teased.
Pauline laughed gently. "Well, that's a first. Whoever she is, I would like to meet the one who can make my son speechless."
Alexander could only shake his head with the faintest smile playing on his lips as he muttered, "You two are conspiring against me."
Pauline turned to her mother-in-law with a fond sigh. "Come inside, Mother. Tea is almost ready."
…..
[The Sunroom]
Warm sunlight poured through the tall windows, painting soft gold patterns across the white marble floors. The faint scent of jasmine drifted from the garden beyond and the gentle clinking of porcelain cups filled the quiet between them.
