Arthur was still a mysterious person to her; she only knew of his last name until today. Since she didn’t know what he would prefer and thus to show him the best of her.
At the same time, Arthur was having a phone call with his grandmother, Elizabeth, who was informing him on something. “Artie, please find a local fortune teller to determine which place is suitable for your grandfather’s tomb. It is his wish to be buried in his homeland.”
“Sure, Grandma. I’ll stay for a little longer in the country to search for the perfect spot for Grandpa,” he promised. “Alright. Do inform us once everything is settled. We’ll bring him back to the country.”
“Okay. I’ll find it as soon as possible,” responded Arthur. “Relax while you can. Don’t push yourself too much. You should be having fun when you’re on a trip.” Elizabeth was concerned about his personal life as their family had amassed enough fortune for their younger generations to lead a life of leisure.
Hearing the descending footsteps, hel turned his head before he was paralyzed in confusion. While she was still talking on the line, his haffled mind was buzzing and he didn’t hear a thing.
Hence, he asked, ‘Grandma, what did you just say
I said that your grandfather is afraid of water, so find somewhere near a mountain if possible.” She trusted fortune tellers.
“Got it.” Arthur turned his head back to pay attention to the conversation.
Elizabeth exclaimed. It’s been a long time since I’ve gone back to the country. I can’t wait!”
“Grandma, once I’ve found a spot for Grandpa, you can come back for a trip with Mom and Dad,’ he said.
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