A knock on the door brought Pa out of his light nap.
"Who is it?" He asked, not getting out of bed.
"It's Paco and Kira," Paco said, his voice not coming out audibly.
Pa sighed, "Paco, Kira, I don't have the strength to come out right now. Grandpa needs some rest."
"But Pa, can we come in? We want to apologize," Kira said, her voice no longer shaky like before but Pa could feel something was slightly amiss. The twins never shed a tear even when they did something wrong and he didn't even scold them that much.
"Come in," Pa said reluctantly. When he said that, the twins dashed into the room and rushed to his side but what caught his attention was the sight of his grandson and his wife. Deep within him, he chuckled, now it was time for his payback.
"Grandpa," Sam said politely. " How are you?"
He feigned anger. "How do you think I look? Do I look fine to you?" He questioned.
