As soon as he heard the sound of a car, Jack rushed out of the stall and closed the door. While cleaning the dirt stuck to his clothes, the man stepped towards the guests he had been waiting for.
“Welcome to our stable, Evans Family!” he exclaimed, spreading his arms and putting on a friendly face.
While Julian and Max were unloading things from the car trunk, the women walked first to the welcomer, along with their children.
“Hello, Uncle Jack. Nice to meet you again," Mia said in a low voice. The baby in her arms was still asleep.
"Hello, Mia. How are you? Long time no see makes you fail to remember the right call to me, huh?”
Receiving such a reply, the woman suddenly gasped and let out a faint laugh. "Sorry, Jack."
“Well, that's the right one! Just Jack. It's not only Greta who wants to forget her age," the burly man whispered before chuckling and turning to Gabriella. "Welcome to our small farm, Mrs. Evans."
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After blinking awkwardly, Julian tried to widen a smile. Cautiously, he stepped forward, approaching the gap of the door. “Grandpa, don’t you remember? It's me ... Julian, son of James ... your grandson." Instead of turning friendly, Mr. Hunt's face became even more wrinkled. It was clear that his brain still failed to recognize the grandson. “Are you guys swindlers? How could my son already have a child this old? He doesn't even have a girlfriend yet. His focus right now is just making money. He wants to be a successful person. That's why he went to another state," Mr. Hunt explained, highlighting the erroneous memory. Getting such a rigid response, Julian spontaneously sighed. Frowning, he tried to find a chance to insert himself into the grandfather's thought. However, after a while, the young man still hadn't broken the silence. Knowing her husband's confusion, Mia took a deep breath and one step forward. “Hello, Mister Hunt. Do you rememb
"How is it, Cayden? Do you like your lunch?” Greta asked while raising an eyebrow. She was happy to see the toddler eating voraciously. "This is delicious, Greta. Thanks for cooking it for me," Cayden said with his mouth full. As he continued to chew, he pointed his index finger at the baby sitting across the table. “Look! Even Ace really likes your porridge. She must be happy too." "Oh, thanks, Cayden. You are very good at praising,” the host said while placing a palm over her excited heart. After swallowing, the Little Prince put on a big smile. "You're welcome, Greta." Witnessing the joy of the toddler, Mr. Hunt suddenly let out a quick breath. After placing his spoon on the plate, the old man furrowed his brows. "How old are you, Little Kid?" At the unexpected question, Cayden delayed to lift the plastic fork to his mouth. "Three," he replied with round eyes. “Is it just three, Little Prince?” Gabriella whispered while wiping the s
“Come here, Ace! Look how many horses there are in here,” Cayden said as he waved at the baby girl Mia was holding.As if understanding the meaning of the call, Grace raised her hand and pointed her index finger at the stable. With a blink of an eye, she signaled to her mother to walk faster.“Alright, Little Princess. Let's come to your cousin," Mia whispered while stepping wider.Jumping up and down, Cayden waited for his playmate to arrive. Only after the auntie passed the door, then he walked again. Vigorously, the toddler dragged Gabriella to follow his steps."Come on, Mom! Let’s greet every horse belonging to Grandpa Hunt," the Little Prince exclaimed while moving towards the nearest stall.With slightly curved lips, Gabriella kept up with her son's enthusiasm. Cayden's energy never ebbed. Even when he knew the window to peek was out of reach, the toddler kept trying to find the hole between the boards.“
"Visiting you is not in vain, Grandpa. Actually, my time feels much more valuable when I'm by your side," Julian said while rubbing Mr. Hunt's drooping shoulder.However, instead of being consoled, the old man waved his hand. It was clear that he did not agree with the grandson's statement.“The journey from your house to here is very time consuming, Julian. You can do more important things with that thousands seconds. Taking care of pending work, hanging out with friends, and even having a picnic in the park near your house. Coming here too often will only waste your weekends,” the old man argued in a hoarse, slashing voice.Once again, Julian confirmed the movement of his head. He wanted to show that his words were not mere small talk, but sincere from the bottom of his heart.“You know what, Grandpa? Someone recently gave me a precious advice. He said that I was very lucky to have a grandfather as great as you. Because of that, I don'
After waiting for a while, Julian still didn't get any answer. While stroking his grandfather's shoulder, he asked again, "Is there a problem?"After taking a deep breath, Mr. Hunt wiped his face. It was only then that he realized his tears were almost falling."Nothing, Julian," the old man replied in the same volume. While trying to carve a smile, he pointed at the toddler who was still excited spreading the joy. "Let's pay attention to the story from Cayden."Understanding that the grandfather was reluctant to express his feelings, Julian clenched his jaw. However, after nodding for a moment, he took a quick breath and looked away."Okay," the young man said softly, rubbing the back which felt cold even though the atmosphere was warm. He knew that his grandfather needed space."What's the matter, Julian?" Mia asked as her lips were brought close to her husband's ear.After meeting the gaze, Julian shook his head. "I don’t know. It s
“Now after listening to your love story …, the image of your grandmother becomes clearer in my brain. It makes me miss her even more,” Mr. Hunt said before swallowing a very bitter spit."I'd love to see your grandmother again, Julian. Kiss her gently and hug her warmly," the grandfather sighed as he raised his wrinkled fingers and dropped the gaze there. After one miserable breath, the old man tried to touch the air. "If only these hands could still caress her face, my happiness would be perfect."Not knowing what to say, Julian blinked, holding back tears. With an awkward move, he gave a light pat on the back that looked so lonely."Do you know that your grandmother was a very cheerful person? If you think that Greta inherited my character, then you are wrong. The twinkle in her eyes, her big smile, her excited tone of voice …everything that exudes joy from your auntie is exactly like her mother.”While trying to lift the
"Why are you suddenly panicking? Take it easy, Julian. I'm not done talking yet," Mister Hunt said before patting the back of his grandson's hand with his other fingers."So, what?"While painting a mysterious smile, the old man narrowed his eyes. “Yeah, I often wonder when my life will end. It’s true that sometimes, I wish I could see your grandmother soon. But …, when I think about my children and grandchildren, that thought dissipates.”A second later, Mister Hunt leaned over so the young man could hear him more clearly.“Believe it or not, I still have a lot of dreams, Julian. One of them is watching Grace grow up. I even want to attend her wedding. Even though I have to reach hundreds of years, I'll work on it. You know that my lifestyle is very healthy, right? The only thing I'm lacking is memory. I don't know what to do to make it whole again."Hearing such an explanation, the burden in the grandson's lungs aut
"Do you think Grace would be surprised if we took her there?" Julian whispered as he remembered his daughter's sleeping face."I don’t think so. We've already taken her to visit your father's grave. Do you remember her response that day?” Mia said while glancing with small curved lips.Putting on the similar expression, the man nodded. "Yes. It’s still hard to believe that Grace wanted to get out of the carrier.""Perhaps, she could feel Dad's affection for her. That's why, Little Princess whined to touch her grandfather," Mia stated with a shrug. The drowsiness had pushed her imagination beyond the limit.Feeling excited by the thought of his wife, Julian spontaneously kissed the woman's head gently. "Let's see if tomorrow Grace can also feel the affection of her great-grandmother."“Yeah,” Mia nodded before chuckling and hugging her husband tighter.***“Good morning, Mia, Greta. Do you know where