Everyone was curiously waiting for grandpa's new story tonight but something was off with the way he walks.
Baba was slowly walking towards the veranda, his footsteps echoing in the quiet of the house.
The air felt still but something with the way he moved made the hair of everyone's hair neck stand up.
Why's his face so serious?
The children sat down still in their sit barely containing their curiosity.
They knew something was about to happen but what's it?
None of them misbehave today.
As he move closer in front of the glowing lantern, the children hearts skipped a bit.
Usually, Baba was full with laughter but today seriousness kills whatever curiosity they have.