Hazel was curious. Isaac had always been sarcastic and rarely showed such obvious disgust for anyone. But she did not ask him, although she was curious.
Isaac took them to his grandfather's room. Grandpa Anderson was sitting in his wheelchair. Despite his gray hair, he looked hale and hearty. There was smart light in his eyes.
"Grandpa." Isaac came to him. "Joshua is here."
"Ha ha ha, Joshua, I said you should be here at this point." Grandpa Anderson smiled and nodded to Joshua, his face full of kindness. But as he glanced over Hazel next to him, he was caught off guard. "Who is she?"
"This is my future girlfriend!" Isaac said, half-jokingly, "Well, grandpa, is Hazel all right?"
Joshua cocked an eyebrow slightly, and Hazel was a little embarrassed.