Dad, Aunt Taffy, and Uncle Philip mentioned they'd be going somewhere to tackle some important matters. From what I'd overheard earlier, it sounded like it might be about the property, but I wasn't entirely sure. Property discussions always seemed to carry a weight of seriousness, and I wondered what decisions needed to be made.
The morning sun was already warming the earth, casting long shadows across the manicured lawn of my grandparents' mansion. Birds chirped from the treetops, their songs a cheerful counterpoint to the weighty matters that seemed to be brewing inside the house.
I watched as Dad, Aunt Taffy, and Uncle Philip huddled together in the living room, their voices a mix of hushed tones and occasional emphatic gestures. The look on Dad's face was one of concern, his brow fur
