Grandmother, or Gram as she preferred to be known on the streets, was a spritely old lady who had benefited from a two-for-one deal on hip replacements. She did not mind living alone in the woods, in her cute little cottage, because, besides being a cute cottage, it was also nearby the local old age home, from which she sourced most of her clientele. But more about that later.
In any event, there was a knock on the door, so Grammy got up and answered it. Outside stood what looked like a wolf.
'Henry, is that you?' enquired the old lady.
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