Chapter 1294

Peter "translated" Cliff's babbling. "Oh, are you saying you're crying because you miss me so much?" Cliff cried even louder. Seeing this, Peter hugged his grandson tightly and coaxed, "It's alright. Don't cry. See? I'm here now." Grace's shoulders shook with laughter. She figured it was good that her son could not understand human speech yet, or else he might just burst into an even bigger tantrum thanks to Peter's teasing. After a while, Grace glanced at the apple she had been munching on. Since she did not want her son to eat something she had already bitten into, she picked up a fresh apple from the table. Opening her mouth wide—wider than one would expect for someone just eating an apple—she took a huge bite and tore off a big, juicy chunk. Oliver watched her exaggerated bite and asked, "Grace, doesn't it hurt when the corners of your mouth stretch like that?" Grace shook her head. "Nope. It doesn't hurt at all." She got up and carried the freshly bitten piece of apple ov