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Grandfather
Book: Grandfather Read Online Free
Author: Anthony Wade
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was a mahogany dining table with
tablemats in front of four matching chairs. Underneath the table
was a large, maroon area rug. The opposite end of the room was the
living area complete with three red leather sofas surrounding a
mahogany coffee table. One of the sofas occupied a man in a fancy
gray suit with a white dress shirt and pink tie. His black hair was
combed over perfectly. His brown eyes watched me with curiosity.
Beside him was a tall woman with long, ruby hair. She was dressed
in black pants and a dark green sweater. Her green ring and
matching earrings sparkled where the light bounced off them. Her
skin – and his – was flawless, just like their clothes. They were
definitely from within the wall. What were they doing
underground?
    They stood up immediately
and walked over to me. The woman’s long hair swayed from side to
side. She smiled, her eyes glistening. “Welcome,” she said calmly,
extending a hand. I shook it slowly, keeping my eyes on her
gorgeous dark green ones. Everything about her was just so
stunning.
    “ I’m
Belladonna, and this is Robert.” The man
had a slight grin on his face.
    “ Pleasure,” he
said.
    I stayed quiet of course.
What else was I supposed to do?
    Edgar walked over to the
kitchen, opened up a cabinet, took out a loaf of bread, and began
making himself a sandwich.
    Belladonna motioned me
toward the dining table. “I’m sure you have many questions,” she
said.
    Boy, was she right.
“Yeah,” I said sheepishly, walking slowly to the table.
    I heard Edgar snicker
again. That was really starting to get on my nerves.
    Belladonna and Robert
followed me while Edgar stayed in the kitchen.
    Impatience got to me. As I
took a seat at the table, I let out my questions all at once. “What
is this place? Who are you guys? I don’t understand. And this whole
Grandfather thing. And how did Edgar know my name? And why am . .
.”
    “ Good gracious,” Belladonna
said, putting her hand on her chest. “Please, one question at a
time.”
    I didn’t say
anything.
    “ Ya don’t say,” Edgar said
from the kitchen. “Try being around him the whole way here. One
damn question after another.”
    He wasn’t amusing me at
all.
    “ Well, Edgar,” Belladonna
said, still looking at me with a smile as she sat down in the chair
to my right. Robert stood behind her. “You can’t expect him to stay
hushed when he’s been dragged away from his home with no
warning.”
    “ I don’t have a home,” I
snapped back at her.
    Belladonna looked down for
a moment, her smile vanishing.
    “ The
orphanage isn’t my home.” If there was one thing I was going to do,
I was going to make sure they understood that. Even if they were about to kill me or
something.
    Robert appeared shocked.
Belladonna didn’t seem all that shocked.
    “ No,” she said
slowly.
    “ It’s just some . .
.”
    “ Some place to keep
children and use them as slaves?” Belladonna finished. “Just a
place to keep children until they reach the proper age to be shoved
out and onto the streets?”
    I nodded at Belladonna.
That’s exactly what it was.
    “ I was an orphan, too,” she
told me. “I understand. But that’s a story to be told at a later
time.”
    Wow, she definitely didn’t
look like somebody who had come from an orphanage. Like, she was
absolutely beautiful. I still couldn’t get over how she looked. Her
eyes grew stern for just a few seconds, as if thinking back to…to
whatever her orphanage experience was. I imagined it wasn’t
good.
    Edgar finally finished up
in the kitchen and returned with his sandwich and a glass of water.
He sat the water down in front of me. With everything going on, I
didn’t realize how thirsty the trip had made me. Edgar sat in the
chair across from me.
    “ Let’s start with
Grandfather,” Belladonna said, her eyes glistening once again.
“What do you know about that?”
    “ Just what Edgar told me,”
I answered. I took a drink of water then did my best impression
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