The mansion

The house manager directed Sasha to the house where old Mr. Johnson was resting in the lounge when she got to the mansion.

"Grandfather!" Cheerfully, she bowed in greeting as soon as she was in his presence.

"My child, welcome. Have you been crying?" The old man inquired watching her keenly.

"No grandfather, I had an eye infection, but it's better now." She responded touching her face. "How is your health?" She asked sitting on a chair beside him.

"I'm doing better now, thanks to the medicine and my good doctor's care." He answered, glancing at the middle aged man standing beside him.

"I'm glad you're better. I brought herbal tea, I know how much grandfather loves tea and it's also very helpful in lowering blood sugar." She said taking out a one kilo jar of chamomile tea from her bag. "My aunt told me about its rich health benefit and I thought of you so I had it imported right away." She said smiling shyly.

"Thank you, my child, where else can I get such a thoughtful granddaug