"Sage, what are you worried about? I'm still pretty healthy. I don't need you to hold me," Donald chirped.

Sage rested her head on his arm and said, "Well, just think of it as you helping me to walk!"

Donald curiously asked, "Sage, is there something on your mind? Why do I feel like something has changed in you lately?"

She did not deny it. "Is it a good or bad change?”

Feeling sorry, he patted her on the shoulder. “I don't need you to be understanding and obedient all the time. You can live life any way you want as long as it makes you happy."

She felt a lump in her throat upon hearing his remark. Tears brimmed in her eyes. Donald had always doted on her. He'd never blame her no matter what mistakes she had made.

"Why are you crying? What's troubling you?" Donald inquired.

wiped away her tears and shook her head. "Nothing. I just feel sorry. I only had lan in my eyes and did not pay much

into a smile. "You little fool. I'm happy for you because you found someone you

was about to reply to him when they were interrupted by a scream. Right after

past the spot they had been standing at just moments ago. Right

at the motorcyclist. The motorcyclist was hit

that time, a crowd had formed around the accident scene. The motorcyclist grabbed his helmet

is a pedestrian zone! How could they race

one was injured.”

Sage and asked worriedly. Sage did not immediately

somewhere?" Donald nearly called 911 out

him. "Grandpa, I'm

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