Part 30

Gilbert's phone rang. He reached for it in his pocket, seeing Haisley's name. Deliberately, he pressed the green button and then the loudspeaker button, placing the phone on the table.

"Yeah, H."

"G, are you coming here?" the girl asked from the other side. Sounds of clattering were audible, and Gilbert could tell she was preparing her breakfast.

"I am. Later. With the others," Gilbert replied, taking a bite of his food. Meanwhile, Nathan frowned, not understanding. Where? Where was the girl?

"Oh, okay then. Come earlier though, okay? We need to shop first. We've run out of groceries. The kids asked for this and that. Have you read the group messages?"

"I have. Alright then, see you." Then 'click.' The call ended.

"Where are you all going?" Nathan finally asked. He looked at Gilbert, who raised his head from his meal.

"To Haisley's place," he replied flatly."

Nathan's forehead furrowed. Wasn't the girl supposed to be living here? He questioned silently.

"Are you so busy that you didn'