San knocked at the door and slowly opened the door. She looked inside and saw her grandfather who looking at the door.
"C o m e .. i n s i d e." He invited her while San quickly entered and closed the door.
"G r a n d p a, .. h o w.. a r e .. y o u.. f e e l i n g .. n o w?"
She slowly walked towards the bed and sat on the side.
Marcos smiled and put the book away which he was reading.
"I.. a m.. m u c h.. b e t t e r.. a f t e r.. s e e i n g .. m y .. l i t t l e .. g o l d e n .. w o l f."
"G r a n d p a a a a."
San felt embarrassed and whined playfully.
"T e l l .. m e .. h o w.. i s.. y o u r.. t r a i n i n g .. g o i n g? ..
A r e .. y o u.. r e s p e c t f u l
.. t o .. M o o n.. G o d.. o r .. a r e.. y o u.. s t i l l.. a c t i n g.. l i k e.. a.. k i d..
