9:32 PM, Friday.
I slowly walked downstairs. I wanted to change Mom and Dad's mind. Popsicle told me he didn't want to go to Shangri-La, and I betrayed him...
I cringed at the sound of the creaking floorboards. I turned my hands into fists, closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and walked downstairs with pride.
As I opened the door, my confidence sank. Mom looked at me with a questioning look as Dad stood up and came over to me.
"Tori, what are you doing here? It's been about an hour-and-a-half since your bedtime!" said Dad angrily, taking a quick glance at our digital clock.
"... Dad... I.. I thought this would be the good time to talk about..." I said, biting my lip.
Mom stood up, came over to me and hugged me.
"Sweetie... You're just going to have to get over Popsicle." said Mom.
9:35 PM
"Mom! Can't Popsicle just visit for a few days? Like.... Like a sleepover?" I asked, happily.
Mom looked at Dad like they were contacting each other through their minds.
After a minute of whispering and exchanging glances, Dad gave in.
"Okay, honey. Since it's the weekend, we'll go fetch him for a night." said Dad, sighing.
"Maybe... Since I'm never going to see him again, can he stay for about...5 days?" I asked.
Dad looked at Mom, then she smiled and nodded.
"He can stay?" I asked, excitedly.
Mom nodded. "Yes, of course!"
9:38 PM
I hugged Mom and Dad, after agreeing that I'll be behave.
So... Popsicle, tomorrow, will be back!
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Old Popsicle
AbenteuerI finally had a grandfather. And nothing or no one would or could ever be the same again. I am Tori. One day, Popsicle, my grandad, came to see me. I didn't even know who he was at first, but...
