"Oh," was all Adelaide could say as they left. She stood there, perplexed by their sudden departure. She looked up at the sky and squinted as the sun revealed itself. "Hmm, it looks it's going to be a sunny day after all," she said to herself. Sighing, she continued on her way to the small cottage in the middle of the field. When she arrived, she knocked on the door and was greeted by a smiling old woman. "Adelaide! What a pleasant surprise!" she said happily as she ushered the girl inside. "It's good to see you, Gran," Adelaide said smiling. Mrs. Caston wasn't really her grandmother, but they had always shared that kind of relationship, ever since she was a child. When her mother died, Mrs. Caston played an important role in her life by helping her with all of the problems that her dad could not. "I brought you some bread," she said holding out the basket. "Oh, thank you, dear. How is your father doing? Well I hope," she said taking the basket and walking into the kitchen. "Yes, he's just fine. He would have come himself, but he's just so busy with the bakery," she told her. "Oh, that man! He's always working," she complained from the kitchen. Adelaide laughed as she sat down at a small table by the door. Mrs. Caston walked back in with a tray of tea and cookies. She set it down on the table and took a seat. After she sat, she studied Adelaide's face carefully. Pouring the tea into two cups, she asked, "What's the matter dear?" Adelaide looked at her with surprise. "Nothing, I'm fine Gran," she told her smiling. "Oh, don't you give me that. I can tell when your upset," she insisted handing her a cup of tea. Adelaide took the tea and hesitated for a moment, "Well..." She, then, told her about what had happened with Jasik.
