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Nov 7 2017, 06:23 PM
Granny walked around her bed and breakfast to make sure things went smoothly and how they should. Whenever she noticed that the guest needed help or anything like that she did her best to help. It was Granny's job but she did that not just because of that but because she was a good and caring person as well. Here and there she chatted with the guests that she saw around. Those who were in the lobby area or such. Granny smiled to the guests of her bed and breakfast as she spoke to them but never mocked any of them so. As she was a sweetheart after all. Granny was a great person no matter what, even if she was different. She only got angry when someone hurt those she cared for or when she was disrespected or such. Even seeing innocent people in general get hurt, pissed off Granny to no end. She did the best she could not to think of that. Granny talked to some of her guests and then watched them go do what they wanted to and needed to. She then sighed to that. Granny hoped that her granddaughter Ruby was fine as she looked around herself.
She thought about her life in storybrooke, as ahe sat somewhere on her own. Here and there Granny watched people walk by her and smiled to some as she ignored the others. After that, she just looked to the ground lost in thoughts. Granny wondered how was David and Mary Margaret(Snow White and prince Charming, as well as the others) as she hoped for the best. She planned to check on them a bit later. Since Granny didn't want to interrupt them in case they were busy after all. This moment included. Which was why Granny just sat there lost in thoughts.
Oct 31 2017, 11:41 AM
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<h3>age . Widow Lucas . Once Upon A Time . Beverley Elliott. Enchanted Forest</h3>
I am Widow Lucas, I rarely if ever go by my first name, That is why Widow Lucas, as I lost my husband sometime before the curse. I also am known as Granny, here in Storybrooke I owe Granny's Diner and Granny's bed and Breakfast. I live in my own bed and breakfast as it's my home. I am Ruby Lucas grandmother, even since before the curse. I am a werewolf, as is my granddaughter and my daughter Anita. My husband was too until he died.<P> I almost had another child other then Anita but I had a natural abortion, which I rather not talk about, as no one but my husband knows that, and I want to keep it that way if possible. Anyway, moving on. I raised Ruby since she was a child because of her mother. Her mother had wrong ideas and I didn't approve of them, so I raised her my way, in away I was like a mother to Ruby without being her mother. My husband passed away before Ruby also known as Red was born. Also since her birth Ruby was known as Maeven, until I gave her the red cloak.<P>In Enchanted forest where we lived before we got here to Storybrooke, Ruby my granddaughter went by Red. I admit I lied to her when I said that her parents died but you see I had to, for her own good. When Garren, my daughter's love and father gave me his and my daughter's child, my granddaughter, I decided not just to keep her safe but to keep the truth from her. I might have failed with my own daughter but I refused to fail with my granddaughter so. <P>My granddaughter growing up reminded me of her mother but for me she is more mature than her mother was. I had to put rules to my daughter like with my granddaughter, but Red/Ruby seemed slightly better with following those than her mother, my own daughter. I loved both and still do but I think my daughter should have grown like her own daughter, my granddaughter but what can you do. Granted, in Storybrooke my granddaughter became more of a trouble maker but I still trust her and believe in her. I even did during both curses and after them. I am here for my family and friends and always will be.
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