One day not too long afterwards, your grandma gets your attention at the kitchen table and asks to talk to you. She's been living in the house with you since the day of the vote, keeping busy with redecorating and tending to the yard outside—and for the most part, the two of you have led your own independent lives. Sometimes you hear her typing something in her study, the sound of whirring computers filling the hall; but usually she's walking through the house or out in the yard, smiling to herself as she gets to work doing what she loves. Since you came back from the forest, she's been about as happy as you've ever seen her.
To start with, she asks you how you're doing, and for a little while you just catch up together about some of the things that have been happening lately.
One thing you bring up is how the town has reacted to the developments being approved, and just how quickly they have already taken root in Silvertree. Although life is mostly just going on as usual, there are still a lot of people who are disappointed, or even angry, at the Town Council's decision; and there are about as many people who are welcoming gladly, and even asking if there will be more expansions any time soon. For now, there haven't been any announcements about what the Town Council is planning for the future; just that they're going to try and do what's best for Silvertree, however they can.
And when your grandma asks how you feel about what happened, you tell her that you're: