Lola idled alongside Chairman Lancaster, helping him feed his chickens and other "pets." She had to admit that just spending an hour with him was therapeutic. She was able to talk about her mother and grandfather with someone who knew and adored them just as much.
Although the conversation left a longing feeling in their hearts, it was a good way to remember them. Due to his age and health, however, the chairman couldn't stay in the sun for too long. After helping him back to his bedroom, she bid him farewell with a promise to return.
"Lola."
Lola paused by the door and looked back at him. "Yes, Grandpa?"
The chairman simply looked at her before he smiled, shaking his head. "Nothing. Just come by from time to time, alright?"
"Of course," she smiled back before politely bowing her head, then walking out.
A smile dominated her face, and she chuckled at the thought that Chairman Lancaster had named his chickens. Looking back at the door, she promised herself to make time for him.
