H would have drifted into her own thoughts if not for the sudden nervous call for a certain grandpa.
"Grandpa! There you are! You're not telling the fart story are you? Please not the fart story," he begged. He was a man in his 20s, with the same eyes that smiled like the old man's.
"Oh that story!" the old man exclaimed excitedly. "Once there was a..."
"Grandpa, maybe next time!"
H watched the two, a little amused by how both their eyes smiled.
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