"It's quite a huge mansion." My father said, sounding quite impressed seeing the beautiful mansion. It's really beautiful that even my sister is looking at it with shiny eyes, the only one who wasn't much interested is my mother.
She had her usual expressions on her face when she looked at the mansion; as early as I remembered, my mother had never been much impressed by such things; she always had been cool healed when she saw such things.
My father always jokes about nothing much impressing my mother; she always looked at everything with coolheadedness.
We landed on the ground and walked toward the mansion; I am keeping my left wing. It is empty where nobody's privacy would be disturbed.
I could see Professor and Elina in the garden when I landed in front of the mansion, both of them looked up, and to my surprise, the professor walked toward us and behind her Elina.
The professor is especially looking at the mother quite weirdly, "You both must be Micheal Parents, nice to meet you all, I am Josephine." She introduced herself.
"Thank you for admitting our son to your organization Madame Josephine." My father said.
"There is no need to thank me; it is the fortune of our organization that Micheal choose our organization." She replied before she turned toward my mother.
"Forgive me for saying this but do you want someone named Sandra Michealson? you look awfully similar to her," Professor Josephine asked my mother, "No, I did not know the person you are referring to." Mother said.
"My mistake then." Professor Josephine said and talked a minute before she left with Elina while we walked toward the left-wing of the mansion.
Soon I showed their room to my parents and left them to rest while I took my sister to the kitchen, and we started to cook dinner. Well, I began to cook the dinner while she ate the snacks I've given to her with Ashlyn.
I was halfway into the cooking when my parents came to the kitchen looking fresh, "Micheal, don't give too many snacks to Alice, once she got a habit of them, she won't eat the normal food." she said and had just placed her hands on the bowl to take when she met with tear-filled eyes of her daughter seeing that she let go of the snack bowl her daughter was holding with her tiny hands.
She knew once she had taken the bowl from her, the floodgate of the tears would open, and that would not be easily stopped.
My father had wanted to help me with cooking, but everything had already been done; now I have to let them cook for a while before taking them off the gas.
While the food was cooking on the fire, we talked. It has been nearly a year since we have met, and there are so many things to talk about, especially my father, who is enjoying the job of his dream.
"Dinner is ready," I said after some time and served the plates for everyone, including three monsters who were eating snacks from sisters bowl
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