“Grandpa!”

In the city park, an elderly man in a white shirt and black trousers clasped his staff in his hand and sat on a chair.

Upon seeing the familiar man, Valencia’s eyes lit up, and she hurried toward the old man. A wide smile appeared on Valencia’s face, and she happily greeted, “Grandpa Black.”

Immediately, Grandpa Black stood up and engulfed Valencia in a fond, fatherly hug. “Little lass Valencia, how have you been doing?”

Valencia ...