Chapter 75

Ronald Blake checked the security monitor beside the main door of his studio on a Wednesday morning after he let his doorbell rang three times. He then opened the door with a welcoming smile.

“Hello, Uncle Elliot,” he greeted warmly and took a step back to let him in. “As always, you are right on time. I had your coffee prepare with two lumps of sugar.”

“Your mother called me up and asked me to tell you that you give her a call,” Elliot Grande chided.

Ronald grin.

“I’ll think about it,” he said. “All she ever talked about is when I’ll be finally getting married.”

He followed his uncle to his workshop area and out into the small garden where a garden table and chairs are situated. He poured coffee on his uncle’s cup before his own and then sat down.

“She never stops, huh?”

“Oh, she does,” Ronald answered with a loving smile at the thou