As she expected, Koa Jackson was in the small kitchen, having already prepared breakfast.
Seeing her come out, he gently called out, "Just in time, come over and eat."
"What time did you get up?" Mia Ginger placed the breakfast on the table, looked up, and asked.
"Six o'clock," Koa Jackson replied with a smile, "I went for a run, and seeing you sleep so soundly, I didn't want to wake you."
"Oh." Mia Ginger responded sullenly.
Koa Jackson glanced at her, silently stirred his coffee with a spoon twice, and inquired, "Grandpa wants me to bring you home for a visit. Do you want to go?"
"Eh?" Mia Ginger was taken aback.
Koa Jackson explained, "He just called, eager to see you. If you really don't want to go, it's fine; we can talk about it another day."
"Hmm." Mia Ginger hesitated, shrugged, and said, "It's fine, it's the weekend anyway. I didn't have anything planned, so if it's not too much trouble for you, take me back. I haven't seen Grandpa Jackson in a long time."
