“So…,” Grandpa muttered as... «The Best Thing»
valeriyatretyak19 июня 2022“So…,” Grandpa muttered as he started attacking a piece of pineapple with his fork. “Edward—”
I was 100 percent sure he knew damn well that wasn’t his name. Knowing my grandfather, he probably knew everything about him by then. Birthday, height, weight, every team he’d ever played for, the names of every member of his family. Everything his stalker self could find on the internet.
“Where are you from? Australia?”
All right. This was where he was going with this. Being a pain in the ass was what came the most naturally to him.4