Hours Later in Anteca…
"Grandma, you didn't have to come here yourself," Allison sighed faintly, seated on the bench with Old Mrs. Pierson. "You could've just waited for the kids to come home. I don't think it's good for you to travel and wait in the airport."
After all, the arrangement for this trip was that once they landed, the Bennets would stay for a day at the Old Pierson Residence. They agreed to this because Old Mrs. Pierson was already too old to travel. However, she wanted to see the children and welcome them home with a feast.
Butler Hubert smiled at Allison as the latter cast him a look. "I'm sorry, but I couldn't stop her."
"Allison, my child, you don't have to worry about me!" Old Mrs. Pierson chuckled loudly. "Age is simply a number. I feel younger than my age!"
"That's right, Allison." Charles, seated on the next bench, nodded. "Grandma Pierson is as strong as a cow! Right, Grandma?"
