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He loved to spend the holiday at Grandpa's village. Not just because he could have been hesitated for two months and not doing anything, but also because he had friends with whom he grew up and knew so well. He loved all the little boys they had done together now, even though they weren't so small. And by far the best thing about a grandfather's holiday was that he owned a draught ice cream booth beside the store. Luke could have come to the booth when he wanted to make a big ice cream.
Sweet Summer
Of course, only with grandfather's permission, but Grandpa always smiled indulgently, stroked his head, and said he was sure, but he mustn't say it to grandma. Even if she didn't tell grandma, she always recognized it. She told Grandpa that so much sugar for the baby was not healthy, but grandpa always waved his hand.