“Sir, Madam; Ms. Anderson is here and requests for the privacy from the media.” The manager informed us as we sat enjoying dinner together with one of our friends.
“Here?” I asked not sure because she wouldn’t ever come knowing well the media craze for this place.
“Send her here then.” I told him but he seemed hesitant to leave.
“Um… She… um… isn’t alone, though.” He glanced at the floor.
“Whoever it is, bring them here.” I said but his eyes were filled with fear.
“Leave it. I’ll go and see myself.” I rose from my place and walked as Dolly insisted on coming with me.
“Sir, please wait!” The manager called and I nodded.
“Ask everyone to leave their cameras behind.” I told him and made a beeline to wherever my grand-daughter was.
He smiled a little and stopped one person grabbing hi
