text:  Granny, can I ask you something? As long as you keep packing while you do. Well, I'm kind of confused. And about what? Well, earlier you said you were on the porch looking for Liz. Mm-hmm, that's right. Why? Simple, my dear. I was hoping Liz would have a change of heart and come back. Well, there wasn't much hope of that, was there? Oh, there's always hope, dear. Now, let's take these cookies out to the truck.