Chapter 18
Spring turned into a brilliant Texas summer, bringing warm breezes and bright blue skies over the grand estate.
The sweeping staircase in the foyer was polished to a mirror shine, reflecting the pristine white walls and the proud US flag.
Leo sprinted down the stairs carrying a toy fire truck, laughing loudly as his dog trotted closely behind him.
"Grandpa! Grandpa! Look what I built!" Leo shouted excitedly, holding up a complex block tower.
Arthur stepped out of his study, kneeling down to inspect the wobbling tower with mock professional seriousness.
"That looks like the tallest building in Houston, captain," Arthur praised, earning a proud chest-puffed grin from the boy.
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"Can we go get ice cream now?" Leo asked hopefully, batting his big brown eyelashes.
"Only if you promise to finish your lunch first, young man," Arthur chuckled, standing up and taking Leo's small hand.
