Granny Smith has passed away, and everypony who ever knew her is paying their respects to the matriarch of the Apple Family. Despite a relatively simple life as a farm worker, this spunky old mare touched many lives, not just her grandchildren.

This story comes at a time after I've lost both my grandmothers, one in January of 2014 and the other in January of 2015. This is not connected in any way to my TwiMacVerse, it's just a standalone story about loss. Since the story is about those talking about Granny Smith, I use her as the main tag while Other to include characters that come to mind.

Each chapter (besides the prologue) will be a character reminiscing about Granny Smith; so chapters will vary in length.