Pap and Gma, sitting under a tree.
Sitting, sitting, sitting.
Then we took a walk.
The grapes are trying to come back but they'll probably never recover.
I dropped by Pap and Grandma's place to catch up and check in. We sat on the swing under the tree and drank iced tea as usual.
I told them I was back in town for work but not the specifics. I'm working with the Persad Center but I think explaining their mission might shock the old folks a little bit.