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Writers POV

In new York (water avenue)

Mrs cressida walks to her very large sitting room and sat on her couch (best couch), Mrs cressida is an old lady in her early 50s.

Mrs cressida's POV

It was on a Sunday morning and my grand son is meant to come back, I have gotta give him a call to know his plans on coming back.

I called my maid…

"Rose!" I called out as I took the remote control

"Yes ma'am" she answered as she came out of the laundry room.

"Please get me my phone" I said

"Okay ma'am" she bowed and left to my room.

She got my phone and left to continue the washings, I dialed Wyatt's number…

"Hello dear!" I said in a smile

"granny!, good morning how was your night?" he asked

"really cool dear, I really missed you" I replied pretty sad

"grand ma don't forget that am coming home today" he said as I giggled

"yes I can't, the cook's are preparing your fave meal" I said in a smile

"Really !, in less than 30 min I will be back home, we have gone half the journey" he said

"Alright then we are waiting, your room is well arranged" I said

"Grand ma, I don't want to use the old bed sheets, cloths, shoe, cottons again" he said

"yeah ,they have been burn't, got a new one for you" I said

"okay better, I will hang up now am in a middle of a chat" he said

"Alright dear come home soon" I replied in a smile

"love you granny, bye" he said and hanged up.

Wyatt never stops demanding and complaining, can't wait for him to come back home and stress every one.

Wyatt's POV

I have really missed granny, after a full term of not seeing her finally am about seeing her am already close to water avenue.

"Can you please speed up!?" I shouted at the driver as he drove as fast as he could, he made a u-turn to the BMM where granny bought her mansion, the BMM is an estate a very beautiful environment, grand ma bought the estate and the neighbors pays her every 2years a huge amount of money.

We drove into the estate gate and entered into grand ma's compound which was protected with an open iron gate, I came down of the car and ran into the mansion as the driver brought in my luggage's and took them straight to my room.

Grand ma was already sitting on the dinning table waiting for me to arrive,the food was already neatly.

I quickly ran to grand ma as she stood up and I gave her a long warm hug, we released as she kissed my hair smiled as we sat.

"Dear finally you are back"granny said in a smile as she took a bite of the chocolate cake

"Granny I really missed you" I said as I kept my cake on the nice looking plate.

"Awwn my kiddie Wyatt" she said sweetly as she rubbed my hair like a poppy.

I hate when she rubs my hair because it makes me look like a kid which am not.

"Granny you know I hate that!" I said faking an angry face

"You hate your granny rubbing your hair!?" She muttered

"Granny am no longer kiddie Wyatt for crying out loud, am fucking 16 Years which makes me a teenager" I said

"You can't over grow being my kiddie Wyatt" granny said as she sipped her fruit juice.

I scoffed…

After the meal I rushed to my bed room to take my bath, I took my shirt and my trouser off including my singlet leaving only my boxer shorts on, I entered inside the bathroom, poured some liquid soap into the bath tub and entered inside to bath.

I stayed inside the bath tub for close to an hour before I came out feeling fresh with my hair dripping wet as it dripped down to my smooth skin, I walked to the bedroom as I stood in front of my mirror as I admired my cute self my hair, my skin, my lips, my lashes, my brows, my blue eye ball am just perfect, am so proud of Wyatt, New York cutest no girl can resist me.

I thought as I smiled out

I quickly rubbed my expensive body lotion on my skin smoothly, cleaned my face with a face towel and applied on my face, I took my hair cream and applied stylishly on my hair as if a lady was watching me.

I opened my closet door and saw new clothes, my shoe line was filled with new expensive shoes of my spec I smiled as I checked the spectacles line, lots of shiny and rich designed spectacles that could attract a pretty girl.

I quickly wore the crazy jean pants I saw, granny knows my dress sense and buys them but she never likes the.

I wore a black top, tied a bandana on my head and wore the shinny shoes.

I walked to the sitting room, grand ma was talking to the estate Gardners.

"Granny am out" I said as I turned to the door