The serene atmosphere of his grandfather’s workplace did not help to stop Peter’s brooding face. He had remained seated for what felt like hours. They had just gotten back from Westernside, where Principal Lanceister had allowed Peter to write a supplementary exam before leaving.
Peter was sure the whole of Westernside was not sad to see him go.
His grandfather had wasted no time in getting him out of Westernside. Granny Jane, who had cried extensively at his departure, was offered a job placement at the Kenshaw’s household after Peter had narrated his feeding experience with her,.Kenshaw was his grandfather’s name, a name he had never heard of, as his mother never mentioned it. Granny Jane had retired as soon as they got to the place, complaining of aching bones and swollen feet.
Pe
