After coming downstairs, I looked at my parents and Angela sitting on the couch. While seeing, my dad said, "where is Joe."
"Sleeping," I said shortly, and when he looked at me, he added, "why."
"Who knows, maybe shock, which grandpa Mark and mom make," I said, and when I could see that he reacted, grandma Jill said, "what do you mean."
"Oh rings," I said, and then I could hear "Simon."
"Who," I asked.
"His grandpa, we know him," Grandma Jill said, and when I looked at her, I said, "so why nobody told me this."
"Old times," grandma Jill said.
"So why does mom keep rings," I asked.
"I liked them, but when we lost contact, I received a few years later to hide," mom said. When I looked at her, I nodded, and then I said, "so food in."
"Lucy," grandma Jill said.
"What," Grandma Lucy comes out from the kitchen? When I looked at her, she said, "twenty meat isn't ready yet."
