Grandpa had a dream. He dreamt of me asking him to try out these. He has dementia. He thought his dream was real. He woke up searching for my cookies jar.I almost nagged at him again. Almost...and I was at a sudden loss for words when brother says, "Even in his dream, he knows you like baking. Ask yourself, has he ever offered to try your cookies before...?"
No, not once.
"Ah gong, gum siah, it was you that made these cookies particularly special to me."
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