Chapter 91: Blind leading Blind

Blake was basically waking in stupor as he walked into the living room. He didn't even realize that he had walked past his grandfather who was staring at him or rather at the bucket of Kentucky chicken.

"You punk, where are you going with that?" Grandfather Beau called out, joilting Blake back to reality. Blake turned back to find his grandfather sitted on the sofa, staring. He followed his line of sight and then he realized he was holding the fries and chicken his grandfather had asked for.

"Sorry grandfather" He apologized before walking to the sofa. Blake stretched out the bag, and grandfather Beau, reached for it. As if Blake had suddenly regained his senses he pulled his hand back, taking the bag out of the of his grandfather's hand.

"Idiot what are you doing?" Grandfather Beau glared at him.

"Grandfather you shouldn't be angry. Are you sure it's good for you to eat this?" He asked curiously.