Autumn, Country Afternoon

I am sitting at home, watching The Big Bang Theory. The doorbell suddenly rings. I get up and I open the door. When I see who it is, I throw my arms around him and burst into tears. Standing at the door is my Grandpa Meyers. I can't believe what I am seeing.
"What are you doing here?" I ask with curiosity of how he could be here.
"I thought I would come down for a day to see you."
"Grandpa, I have missed you so much!" I throw my arms around him again, not questioning as to why and how he is here. I am just happy he is. After our exchange of hellos, we spend the remainder of the day together.
We start out by playing by a game of Five Crowns. Of course he beats me by a wide margin.
"Grandpa, what's your secret? How do you always win at this game?"
"Now, if I told you that it wouldn't be secret. Would it?"
"I'll keep playing and I will be as good as you are one day."
Next we go and buy some wood so that he can. Help me build a shelf for my. Room. Even after all these years he still doesn't want me to touch any of the tools.
"Come on, Grandpa, I'm sixteen now. I think I can handle some tools.
"I guess you're right, but please be careful."
"I know."
I place the electric sander down onto the piece of wood and turn it on.
"Remember, go with the grain. Like this."
He stands beside me and gently places his hand on top of mine. He guides my hand with the sander along the wood like he is trying to help a child walk for the first time. I close my eyes to try and savor the moment that I know will soon be gone again.
After we complete the shelf I set up a camera to take a picture of me standing with my grandpa. We decide that it is about time for lunch, so I decide to cook him some of my favorite soup. I thought that I would like him to taste my cooking to see how much I have approved.
"Lily, Do you want me to help with anything?"
"No, you can just sit down and relax."
After I finish the soup and a loaf of whole wheat batter bread, I set the table. We sit down and have a nice chat.
"This is really good!" Grandpa exclaims. "What kind of soup is this?"
"Smoked Gouda and mushroom. It is one of my favorite!"
"you have improved so much. I am so proud of you."
"I love you so much, Grandpa!"
After we get done eating, we decide to go out for a drive in the country. The trees are so beautiful. They have a mixture of reds, oranges, and yellows. We park the car at the bottom of a hill that is covered in thick, green grass. Grandpa grabs ahold of my hand and begins to walk up. A single tear rungs down my cheek as I remember all of our past memories together. We sit down under an immense, beautiful tree. We don't say anything we just look out over the rolling hills and enjoy the sunset.
When it gets dark, my grandpa stands up. He grabs onto my hand and pulls me up to my feet. He pulls me in and wraps me into a big embrace. I have missed his hugs so much.
While wrapped in his embrace he gently whispers to me, "I will always love you. Don't ever forget that."
"I won't grandpa. I love you too."
With that he pulls away and places a gentle kiss on the top of my head. He gives me one more quick hug then starts to walk away. I just stand in place as tears overflow my eyes. I am just able to watch as he disappears into the night.

-L.J.J