Leon Vedder
We made our way to the airport. Just from the car ride to the strip, I could see Elisa was tired and about to fall asleep.
Grandpa was already there, and as soon as he saw us, he beamed. I have never seen him like this—at ease and happy. I could see that the procedure was a complete success. He didn't look tired or pale.
Our driver parked, and moved forward to open Lisa's door. She stepped out and quickly greeted Grandpa with a warm hug. "You need to rest child..." Grandpa said, and she gave her a small smile.
"That's why I call dibs on the room..." she said, and grandpa chuckled.
"I don't know what your friend Angel did to me, but I feel as if I turned back twenty years," he laughed, and I patted his back.
"Leon!" he chuckled, and I slightly nodded.
"Shall we?" Gra
