"Granny? Ya awake?" Applejack smiled as she entered the familiar bedroom. How many times had she come running in here, especially after the accident ...?
Granny Smith slowly moved, getting up out of bed with a grunt and groan. She was no filly anymore. Applejack did worry. Granny Smith wouldn't be around forever ... Odds are she wouldn't be around much longer at all ...
"Can I ask ya somethin' before we go downstairs, Granny?"
The elder pony looked at her granddaughter and nodded. It was time for, what she always called a 'Granny Chat'. They were popular when Applejack was growing up. Something she did when she was upset or confused. The last one had taken place before the Cider Competition.
"Do ya think I really need to get hitched?"
Granny Smith sighed and patted the spot next to her on the bed. She may have been able to sit up, but getting out of bed hadn't happened quite yet. "Dearie, I think ya need to do whats best for ya. It ain't always about the farm. I don't want ya gettin' my age and regrettin' not going out and finding somepony. But, I also don't want ya jumpin' into somethin' ya ain't ready for, or don't want. I might want ya married and makin' me great grand babies, but it ain't about what I want. Its 'bout what you want. Understand?"
Applejack nodded slowly. "It ain't like they ain't sweet guys ... At least Trenderhooof is sweet. Flim ... I gotta question his motives. Is that wrong of me?"
"Not at all! That one's a sneaky one, I'd watch out for him to." Granny Smith smiled and finally climbed out of bed.
"Ya know ... when I'm gone the whole farm is yers."
"But, what about Big Mac? And Apple Bloom?"
"They'll get parts, but ya get the big share. I already talked it out with Big Mac. Ya know him. He ain't to big on bein' in charge. He likes how ya run things. And, Apple Bloom, well, she might want to do somethin' else. We never know. She's got a blank flank. Ya know that means potential."
Applejack nodded. She didn't like this kind of talk though. The 'when I'm gone' talk. It made her fear the worst.
"I only tell ya because I know how ya like to plan. Yer parents would be proud. 'Specially yer momma."
"Thanks Granny. I needed to hear that." She kissed her granny's cheek. "I love ya. Meet us down for breakfast when yer ready. We'll see how those boys can cook."