(refresh and reread previous chapter for the bonus words)
It was weekend and on early morning, Don Samuelle decided to take his breakfast on an elite exclusive café. He sat on one corner then, his food laid neatly on the table before him while he was reading some newspapers. Although he took his retirement early, Don Samuelle did not cease being a busy man and weekends, as peaceful as he had right then, weren't ordinary.
He was still reading trough the newspapers headlines when he felt that someone was watching him and with a little effort he had found the culprit. Don Samuelle lowered the newspaper and found a familiar little girl standing at his table.
"Oh hello grumpy grandpa," It was obvious from the girl's expression that she was also surprise to see him yet she flushed a sweet smile.