"Sylvester darling, go warm up the pancake leftover from this morning and bring it along with my tea things." she said to Sylvester in a motherly tone, completely different from what she had used when speaking to me.

Slyvester nodded and turned to leave while the old man continued watching his TV, completely ignoring us. I turned to her, eager to hear what she was going to say.

"You said my Dad gave you money? Why? What work did you do for us?"

"Calm down young lady. Let the tea arrive then we'll talk." She chuckled and also started watching the dang news too. Seems like every tea loving lady...