Goodnight Grandma Rose

As the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in shades of orange and pink, Bria hurried to finish her dinner. She knew what time it was - story time with Grandma Rose. The air was filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers as they settled into their cozy chairs on the porch. Grandma Rose's voice, soft and soothing, began to weave a tale of adventure and magic from her childhood.