Nathaniel Summers was here.
He held a newspaper, slowly reading the news to Grandmother.
The news, of course, was about Suzanne Saunders; whenever a case was cracked, there would be news about her in the papers. Not a large piece, but the elderly lady treasured it as if it were a precious gem.
Nathaniel read very slowly, stopping to explain any word the old lady did not understand. The content of 45 to 75 words took a long time to get through, and by the time he finished, the old lady had fallen asleep.
Suzanne Saunders tiptoed into the room, placing fruits and a gift box on the table, and spoke to Nathaniel in a hushed tone, "Grandmother fell asleep?"
Nathaniel saw her, his eyes brightened, and he replied with a smile, "Yeah, she's asleep. Before her nap every day, she has to listen to a story about Ms. Saunders fighting the villains."
Suzanne's face flushed. What vigilante...