Book Two [16]

I woke up to the sound of a moving tractor polluting the environment with its noise, followed by the hoarse voice of Grandpa Williams yelling Cameron's name.

It sounded like they were both having fun working some instruments out the yard.

Not for once did I realize that Cameron had a close bond with his grandparents, not until our arrival in England. He loved them a lot, I must admit.

The love he showed was beautiful, much more beautiful to me.

My attention was immediately brought to the loud ringing of Cameron's phone, rested by the headboard of the bed.

Taking the pillows out, I grabbed the phone, answering the call and placing the phone to my ears.

The sound of Mrs Williams voice yelling at Cameron about things I couldn't decipher got me shook.

"Why on earth would you go to England without the approval of your father and I?" I heard her say.

I had no idea what to say, hence, I remained silent.

"Cameron?!" She called.

"Uh........Good morning, Mrs Williams" I finally uttered