Redhawk Caldera What does the future hold?

The way Amalia shook herself told Towhee that she no longer wanted to dwell on this heavy topic. As excited as she felt about more great grandbabies—unlike Towhee herself, such things would never get old—she didn’t mind at all as the subject changed.

I did, though I think those days are over, she replied, her words accompanied by a mild twinge in her chest. I mean, I just can’t do the distances I used to anymore, at least according to my bad leg. But since I’ve taken it easy and the weather’s gotten warmer, it doesn’t bother me nearly as much.

It seemed like Killdeer did plan to stake his claim here, so her wandering days really were going to be curtailed. She supposed she would still do it every now and then. She’d miss the sense of freedom, but the Redhawk matriarch realized she’d come to embrace the idea of treating this place like her homebase.

Um, but that doesn’t answer your question. This might be cheesy, but my favorite places to visit are wherever my children and grandchildren are. Her lips twitched as she then mused,. Now that I’m less mobile, I hope they’ll return the favor and start coming to visit grandma’s house, at least whenever they can.