Candies and lemonade. Chapter I. Iced lemonade.
Please, be kind. English isn't my first language, so you can correct me and give me as much feedback as you want. Back to the index ~*~ Chapter I. Iced lemonade. Travelling with his parents was definitely an experience he wasn't fond of. It was always the same, dull. The same music playing on and on, some arguments about which road to take (even when they always chose the usual) or the same roadside bars... He'd surely spend all his time on the phone or watching a random film on his old CD player. Regardless, some things were unavoidable. They couldn't just skip his grandmother's birthday, could they? She was already in her late 70s, and family traditions were hard to miss. Also, it was kind of like going to a resort, but private. She lived in a villa, in a small city. It was quite big, to be honest. It had a big house with some orchards and a huge pool. He used to love playing hide and seek with his cousins, but he outgrew that long ago. At lea...