"That bastard, acting as if he is 18 years old, stubborn ass. Look how he is shaking, that's all him being childish, I say" Claudia muttered to herself as she stood by the window pane, peeking through the binoculars.
She was looking at her grandfather walking past the vineyard towards the apple tree which was 3 miles from their castle. He was shaking all the way.
"Would you like me to take you on for the stroll on the chair?", she had asked him being polite as she 'could' get, a while ago.
He had replied no, as fast as he could. That man, who walked under the scorching daylight of the month of March, couldn't walk properly at all but he was stubborn, something that Claudia took after him. She was pouting while watching him through the binocular.
The old man finally got to the apple tree, after a good 40 minute. He sighed leaning with his right hand on the tree's trunk.
"I am not young any more" he said. The old man was out of Claudia's field of vision, all this walk for that made him tired.
He straightened himself up, stretched to left and right, broke his knuckles and relaxed by sitting at the foot of the tree. The soil was wet and filled with dirt and other minerals, just the usual.
"I am 71 now, can't you see that?" he asked.
"Show some courtesy to the old man, you understand?" he asked again.
A figure stood in front of the old man facing the woods which marked the boundary of the castle. The sun was pressing at him. It was still noon.
The figure tilted and then looked to its left, so that the old man was visible, sitting under the shade. The old man had come to know this figure who stood before him, over a few days.
"Yo, two wheels, you're late today" said the figure to the old man.
She was looking at her grandfather walking past the vineyard towards the apple tree which was 3 miles from their castle. He was shaking all the way.
"Would you like me to take you on for the stroll on the chair?", she had asked him being polite as she 'could' get, a while ago.
He had replied no, as fast as he could. That man, who walked under the scorching daylight of the month of March, couldn't walk properly at all but he was stubborn, something that Claudia took after him. She was pouting while watching him through the binocular.
The old man finally got to the apple tree, after a good 40 minute. He sighed leaning with his right hand on the tree's trunk.
"I am not young any more" he said. The old man was out of Claudia's field of vision, all this walk for that made him tired.
He straightened himself up, stretched to left and right, broke his knuckles and relaxed by sitting at the foot of the tree. The soil was wet and filled with dirt and other minerals, just the usual.
"I am 71 now, can't you see that?" he asked.
"Show some courtesy to the old man, you understand?" he asked again.
A figure stood in front of the old man facing the woods which marked the boundary of the castle. The sun was pressing at him. It was still noon.
The figure tilted and then looked to its left, so that the old man was visible, sitting under the shade. The old man had come to know this figure who stood before him, over a few days.
"Yo, two wheels, you're late today" said the figure to the old man.
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