After waking up the next morning, Luan got out of bed right after kissing Ingrid's cheek. Going to the bathroom, he washed his face and brushed his teeth. Leaving the room, walking down the hall, he soon reached the kitchen.
"Good morning, Luan." Without even turning around, Maira knew it was him.
Luan smiled gently, approaching his mother. He hugged her from behind and kissed her cheek. "Good morning mom." He added, "It smells delicious."
"I'm making pancakes with honey." Maira turned to him and laughed, "When I talked to Lenore, she said she had never tried it."
"Oh? Are you already wanting to please your granddaughter?" Luan raised an eyebrow, then he chuckled.
"You bet." Maira smiled. "It might be weird having a granddaughter her age, but the world is a mess. Things are crazy, there are a lot of incomprehensible things, but most importantly, I feel a great affinity with her, and I already like her a lot. "
