He knocked on the door of his grandfather's study after putting Lucille to bed. Putting her to bed took a long time for she asked him to read the book twice! He was not complaining though. He loves every single moment that he could build a memory with her.
It's like filling up his bank memories. He has no way of knowing which memories would fade in the future but he wanted plenty of them to keep him going.
He heard the muffled sound of his grandfather's voice from behind the thick oak door, giving him permission to enter his study.
"Take a seat, Noah."
He poured two glasses of brandy and handed him a glass.
"Grandpapa, you know I shouldn't drink alcohol."
"Yeah, you shouldn't. But then don't be a pussy."
He shook his head and followed his grandfather to the black leather sofa of his study. He took the seat across from him.
