She invites you to come bake apple pie with her, and afterwards come and bring them to her neighbours houses. You simply just can't disagree. You enjoy your time with her and she doesn't care if your baking skills are messy. She lets you stick your finger in the dense, warm pie and be a taste tester. You start to go into your bubbly daze again.
You have a look around her house and you can see her family photo with her grandchildren. Underneath the photos, you see wrapped presents; they must be for her family members. She sees you watching and tells you about them; her daughter and her grandkids visit her regularly.
When we walk down her street, everyone smiles and says Hi. They see us holding sweet treats and they ask politely for some. Some people call her peach because of her shape and personality. Once you finish she invites you around another time and her friendly smile fades as she walks away.