“You have to live to see all of us become fathers. You’re so biased. You picked out wives for only the oldest six of your grandsons, leaving us three youngest ones out.

“If you’re not going to arrange matches for us, you should at least live to see us get married and become fathers ourselves.”

Grandma May chuckled. “It’s not that I don’t want to. I thought I’d still have the energy to help you find your soulmates, but who knew, as I grew older year after year, that my energy would really stop being what it used to be?

“All the ailments of old age are creeping in.” She sighed. “There’s no denying it—I’m getting old.

“If I could live as long as Grandpa Foster, I’d be more than satisfied.”

Patrick Foster had lived for a century.

If she could also reach a hundred, she would definitely see her three youngest grandsons marry and have children.

However, she was not sure if she would make it that far.

Right now, Grandma May felt like she could pass away at any moment, like one of her f