Tina From Angry Grandpa Novels & Stories

Chapter 3: The next morning was Sunday a day before Tina’s grandma’s 60th birthday She need to make sure that She finish her colorful birds painting, She called Tina that morning to tell her about her dinner date with max she was happy that She enjoyed it Tina is a single mum of a beautiful daughter Aria, Aria was always excited when she hears her mom talking to me on the phone good morning aunt Emily hi Aria how are u doing so I will be coming over this evening to see your mom and your nana she calls her great grandma nana, okay Aria give your mom the phone so we continued talking

I added, ending the call. "You said we weren't going to Grandma till the weekend," Tiara said, her voice small. "Come on baby, don't you miss grandma," I leaned down, brushing a strand of hair off her face, she was definitely like her papa. "I like grandma's, she gives us a lot of goodies," Tina said as she bounced excitedly. Just 5 years old and I felt a long time had passed me by, watching them grow was the toughest and sweetest for me

"You slut! What dirty deals did you make for this funeral? You're not worthy of being my fiancée." He raised his hand to slap me, but a strong grip stopped him. A stern middle-aged man pushed him aside and helped me up. "A grown man hitting a woman? Have some shame." Joseph hurried over, whispering, "Charlotte, this is General Soto." Tears spilled out of me before I could stop them, sudden and violent, like someone clinging to a last scrap of hope. "General," I cried, "they won't let me bury my grandpa. They even put a dog in his grave to humiliate him."

On the screen, Grandpa's expression looked harsh as he stared at Whitney. "I don't care! He's compensating me one way or another! Who cares if he's some Internet celebrity or public figure? If he doesn't pay, I'm not letting this go!" It was Grandpa's voice and face, yet the feeling was completely wrong. He had always been a serious man, rarely smiling but always upright and principled. I didn't believe he would ever say such things. In the video recorded by a passerby that I acquired, Grandpa had only paused briefly to pick up an empty plastic bottle, momentarily blocking Nathan's way. Nathan reacted by kicking him hard in the stomach.

"Oh Papa I am sorry for barging in like this. It's just that, this time I fear, I might have bitten off more than I can chew. I don't know what to do. The only reasonable thing was to come over and see you. How have you been doing Papa dear?" "Well, for one, I have been very well thank you. Secondly, what is it that you can possibly do that I, your super awesome dad cannot have a solution to?" That alone put a smile on her face. Tina is a spitting image of her mum and that's why she is my sunshine. "Papa, I did get pregnant but gave birth to a baby boy." She paused for that to sink in. I could do nothing except ogle at her and signal for her to continue.

Tina’s eyes glistened as she gazed bashfully at him, “President Ford.” Christian glanced at her then plainly called out to Elizabeth, “Come over here.” Elizabeth quickly went over and looked at Christian, “My uncle got into some trouble so he came to find me.” Mr. Martin quickly chimed in, “Yes. Our Tina, this child, has always been so honest and self-loving. So when she went out to entertain clients, this character of hers offended someone. Because someone wanted to touch her and she refused, she offended him. You see…” Mr. Martin boasted about Tina and then explained the situation.

Luciano withdrew his gaze and bowed deeply to Paolo in a respectful manner. He was Paolo's perfect underboss but always overshadowed, like a sapling struggling under the shade of a towering, decaying tree. Luciano got to his feet, while the pretty Tanya smiled at him and bowed a little, revealing her neck. "Luciano, meet your Madre, Tanya Nice." Paolo was already in his 50s, but this young lady… Luciano almost felt as if Paolo wanted to draw the excess energy and vitality from the young girl beside him just to sustain his own aging life.

Martins cracked a lot of jokes that made them all laugh, they spent more time together and said goodbye to him and left. On their way home in Trenton’s car, “I….haven’t really thanked you for everything.” Angela smiled shyly. “For what?” Trenton asked. “For my grandpa’s hospital bills and proving my innocence at my hometown, thank you, I appreciate and I’ll start working towards paying you back after I leave your house.” She said. This made Trenton’s hand stiffen, he was moved by her words, but said. “Okay, let’s see how you can do that!” He smiled.