After my grandfather saw me, his nervous state suddenly disappeared, as if he had been replaced by a loving and kind old man. Now we felt more like we had turned into people he had invited as friends than a thief or a stranger.
We also had already reached the tent before long while talking about it. And gathering around a fire, as many people had a feast together, we resumed our conversation where it had left off.
As he ate, he started to talk as he slowly left his fork on the table,
"A long time ago, when you were born and we lost your father, we were at a war.
