"Should we help him or something?" Zoe asked as she stared at their car parked at the corner of the street while they were seated outside the store under the shield of the canopy.
"Nah, don't bother him," Jackson said, munching on the fries on the table, "It's best to leave him alone when he's in a mood like that," he advised her.
Zoe turned to stare at the car once more with a worried expression knowing that Gabriel was all alone in there.
What exactly happened?
Well, it turned out that the old man was sicker than they actually thought because according to the neighbors, he had to be flown out of the country for treatment by his son. The same son that accepted the phone from Zoe. In one word, there was no way to contact him because even the number that they received from the neighbor couldn't go through.
