"Headache? What do you mean?" Roseanne asked, puzzled. It was the first time she'd ever heard someone describe Madge that way.
Neely chuckled, "Oh, don't be fooled by your mom's calm and graceful demeanor now. Back in the day, she was a real wild one—climbing trees, fishing in the creek, you name it."
Roseanne's eyes widened in disbelief. "Really?"
Neely nodded, leaning in as if sharing a secret. "You know the long veranda at the Rodriguez Mansion? It originally didn’t have any railings. They were added later."
"And that has something to do with my mom?" Roseanne asked, intrigued.
With a mischievous twinkle, Neely whispered, "They put them up to stop her from diving into the ornamental fish ponds to catch fish."
Roseanne was speechless. "You're kidding!"
"Surprised, aren't you?" Neely laughed.
Roseanne shook her head in amazement. "That's unbelievable."
"Wait till you see the photos. We've got plenty of evidence," Neely teased.
"Can we see them now?" Roseanne's excitement was palpable.
Neely nodded, and even the old man agreed with a chuckle, "Why not!"
The pair trotted up to the second floor, leaving Corley to wander back into the living room to find it empty.
"Grandma, where did Grandpa and Roseanne go?" he asked, poking his head into the kitchen.
Geneva looked up from her baking, "Weren't they just in the living room?"
"Nope."
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