“Hi, Dad," Aldrich greeted his father at their favorite restaurant. This had been a tradition with them since he started working, getting together on a Saturday morning, have breakfast and talk about their week.
“Hello, Son." They gave each other a hug before sitting down. The place was jammed-packed this morning; Aldrich noticed. The bustling waiters ran around attending to the customers, which created a fast tempo. Customers' soft mummers joined the fast-paced trend, becoming a symphony of diverse sounds all around them. A child's displeasure filtered through the air, followed by a father's stern voice. Children's voices floated from outside as they played on the jungle gym, while their parents followed them around. Everyone was relaxed, just out to enjoy the early morning coolness befo
