Twain stood on his doorstep after being away for ten days. It was drizzling, but he did not open an umbrella, not because he pretended to look cool, but because he did not have an umbrella — Who would take an umbrella along when one went to Brazil?
He had spent ten days in Brazil and only just returned.
Ten days flew by. Good times always felt short. He and Shania had a pleasant holiday in Brazil, during which they met Shania's parents again. Shania's mother was happy and satisfied with her daughter's current achievements. Even though she still treated her as a child, she was no longer as strict with discipline as she was before. Shania's father was still mostly quiet but would chat with Twain in private to thank him for taking care of Shania and asked him to continue to do so — As her parents, they knew that Shania had moved out of her aunt's house in Newcastle and into Twain's place.
However, they did not raise any objections.
