an~ haha im a quarter of the way there! yay! and this is Granny Relda's POV.


My walls are covered with photographs. When you get down to it, my house is exotic food, books, and photos. Not including the people in it, or the many mementos of my trip around the world. The girls are out with Jacob right now, and Puck is in his romm, doing who knows what, so I am looking at the photos, for lack of better things to do. Oh, I could read, or bake something new, but I'm in a rather melancholy mood today, so I will remember older days.

This is the Elvis wall. I've taken many photos of him, form when he was a puppy until now, as a dog of monstrous size. Here's one of him right after I adopted him, at only a few months old! He was a cute little thing, so tiny. And this is him with Mr. Canis- well, Mr. Clay, I suppose. That was one of the few times my old friend actually looked happy. And this one is much more recent, it's of Daphne playing with him. There are quite a few of those, actually. Ah, but this one, this one is much more rare. Sabrina is in this one, and she's smiling as well. Playing with Elvis and smiling with no trace of bitterness. Oh, here's the santa suit I made him last year. He looks so upset there, almost embarrassed. Ah well, it can't be helped.

And this wall is for Mr. Canis. I suppose I really ought to call him Mr. Clay, or Tobias, but I just can't seem to bring myself to do so. He barely ever looks happy, but I occasionally caught him at a good moment, where his eyes shone their natural color, instad of that bright blue of the Wolf.

This is Daphne's wall. Ah, my youngest leibling, but she still acts so much older than she is. Here she's compiling a dictionary of words she's made up and ones she's learned. This is her on the swings Jake put up outside. And this one, this is my favorite. She's standing in the hall of wonders, playing dress up with some of the enchanted dresses Mirror has.

Here, this is Puck's wall. The times I actually got him clean, those all have photographs. This picture is of the time he went to the fair and dragged the girls on the scariest ride in the amusement park with him. He had such a good time, but both the girls almost got sick. If I remember right, Sabrina threatened to get sick on Puck if he made her go on that ride one more time.

Ah, Sabrina. The hardest of my lieblings, she is always so serious, I could rarely catch her smiling. But when I did, it was a beautiful smile , so much like her mother's. Here, she's looking at something Daphne did, adn she was so proud of her little sister! Not that she would let anyone know it, of course. And in this one, she's actually grinning at Puck. It WAS because she had just successfully pranked him, of course, but if tehy had had a chance to grow up here like they should have, this would be normal, just like it was normal for my boys. Here, she was smiling because she was genuinely happy that Puck came back from New York. Those two.

This is the only picture I kept of Jake when he left. I know I should have gotten rid of it, but I couldn't bear to do that, and lose the only piece of my family I had left. He and Henry had just caught the Wishing Fish for the first time, and they were so proud! Ah, those were the days.

Here's Veronica's wall. It's almost as empty as Jacob's. I got one picture of her holding on to her stomach, smiling at me, right after she told me she was pregnant. This is on Henry's wedding day, she was such a beautiful bride! And here, right after she solved her first case.

This is Henry's wall. I have quite a few pictures of him. Pictures of him as a boy, when he had just gotten an award, or caused some trouble, or done something to be proud of, or on his birthdays, of when we were just having a good time and I wanted to remember it. And when he was older, here's him on the day of his wedding, and with Goldilocks, and many, many other times.

This wall is of me, actually. There aren't many pictures because usually I was the one behind the camera. Most of them are of my trip with Basil. But a few of them are of me back home. I'm not particularly fond of this wall.

Basil. that's whose wall this is. Oh, Basil. The love of my life. There are too many pictures here to mention, and there are more spread across the house. But they are of many happy times all over the world, most of them in Germany of here. I miss him so much still.

But the grils and Jacob are back, so I suppose I should stop before I start tearing up.