***Mr. Greyson and Alan both got into the former’s abode after a brief misunderstanding between them.Mr. Greyson finally realized that he had to be very open with Alan if there was to be a proper relationship between them. If he shunned him each time he asked questions, he might also lose the only family he has.“Would you like coffee or tea,” Mr. Greyson asked, his face gleaming with a welcoming smile.“Come on, you don't have to worry about doing that,” Alan responded.“You come to my abode, I serve you myself. So better talk,” Mr. Greyson said.“Alright, I will take tea,” Alan said, his face set in resignation.Mr. Greyson poured tea from a big jar into two cups, bringing them over to Alan as they sat opposite each other.Alan’s face was leveled with a weight of expectation. He was eager to know more about what had been bothering Mr. Greyson. He already knew that he was under chemotherapy for his cancer and that was already more than enough for Alan to think about. Not like he c
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