Susan Hughes chuckled at his words. "You're such a good boy, just what I'd expect from my great-grandson," she praised. "But Great-Grandma's old teeth can't handle these. Why don't you eat these yummy candies for me, Ian?"
Susan Hughes took the little yellow duck crossbody bag she was wearing and put it on Ian. "It looks so cute on you."
She then turned to Naomi Kenway, took her hand, and said kindly, "Organizing this banquet must have been a lot of work."
"As long as you're happy, it was all worth it."
Susan Hughes smiled, not holding back her praise. "I'm so blessed to have such a thoughtful granddaughter-in-law. Nia, you're doing so much better than before. Grandma is so happy to see you grow."
A stir came from the main hall. The newcomer was also leaning on a cane; it was Susan Hughes's dearest friend of several decades.
