It is four in the morning, Nala wakes up to some noise that he thinks come from the room across. He decided to listen through his bedroom door, and from there hears his parents. His father knocks on his door, and he opens it. “Nala, I want you take good care of our home.” His mother comes closer and hugs him, “I’m sorry son, your father and I decided to go on a vacation. This is for us, son.” “I see,” Nala replies. “We had thoughts of whether we will wake you up or just leave,” his father explained with a bit of a laugh. Nala tells them that he wants to hug them before they leave, and if he could take them to the airport. “We’d rather take a cab. Don’t worry son, we’ve spoken to everyone and they are going to take care of you, and our home, of course.” He hugs his parents, and as they go d
