"Oh! Dear grandfather, why did you leave us so soon? I miss...hic... you...hic…" Tyler walked with a liquor bottle in one hand and holding the chairs on the other hand.
He was swaying from side to side and his legs were wobbly. Many a time he knocked on the chairs and pushed them away. By the time he reached the casket, he had fallen at least ten times on the ground.
Lorenzo held him and made him sit on the chair that was placed near the casket.
"What happened to him? Why is he like this?" Elina asked while trying to go near Tyler.
But Jennifer pulled her back and stopped her from going near him.
"Not now! His brother Logan is here and he will take care of him. You do not move an inch from here and stay put. You have to consider your health first and do not strain yourself. They are grown up and can handle themselves very well." Jennifer warned her and made her sit next to her.
