"HIJO, are you busy?"
Zach stopped slicing his beefsteak and look at the old man. “Why, uncle?”
The old man frowned when he heard how Zach addresses him. He can’t blame him and force him to do what he wants because the young man was not used to such a situation and he understands that.
“Trinity will go home today but I still have a meeting. If possible—If it’s fine with you, can you pick them up at the airport?”
Zach gently put down the fork and cutlery that he was holding. “Alright. What time will they arrive, uncle?” he asked.
The old man then glanced at his wristwatch. “Just wait for my text or call. Your aunt still hasn’t responded,” he replied.
“Okay then, I will just wait, uncle,” Zach said and continue to cut his steak. The old man nodded and let out a meaningful grin but Zach seems not to notice it.