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I stopped when my eyes fell on the man sitting on the head chair with a displeased look that was always present on his face. 

I glanced at Faith who did not say anything about grandpa being in the town. She shook her head and pointed towards the empty chair next to her, without saying anything I sat down silently.

Ruhee took a seat in front of me, next to mom.

"We are pleased to have you back with us, Eleanor," grandpa said in a gruff voice with no signs of happiness on his face. 

I had never seen the old man smile in my life. He had a balding hairline and light brown eyes that always study the tiny details of the room. Grandpa hated changes and maybe that's why he was still wearing his plaid shirt. 

"Thank you, grandpa," I gave a tight smile.

"Be nice," Faith whispered in my ear.

I suppressed the urge to roll my eyes, "I am always nice, people around me are the problem."

Instead of saying anything, she gave me a