Grandpa Frank's Memory Tree

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Grandpa Frank stretched his gray paws in the morning sun. His cabin sat deep in the autumn woods. "Time to explore!" he said, grabbing his walking stick.

Frank loved to run through forests and climb tall hills. He collected pine cones and pretty rocks. But his cabin felt too quiet when he returned each evening.

"Surprise!" Two young wolves jumped from behind the porch. "We're here for the whole week, Grandpa!" Frank's grandcubs, Luna and Max, had come to visit.