Loren dashed out of the trees and onto the bald crown of the hill. Torina sat on a bench, her legs crossed and a book in her lap. "Oh, it's you."
"Who did you expect?" he asked. Before she could answer, Micah popped out of the jungle growth and tackled him to the ground.
"Grandpa, am I?" He ground his knuckles into the teen's head.
"Hey! No noogies!" Loren shrieked, laughing.
Torina stood and surveyed them. "What are you doing?"
"I'm teaching this kid a lesson. Say uncle!"
"Why uncle? Why not grandpa?" He broke into laughing shrieks again as Micah ground harder. "All right! All right! Uncle!"
Micah stood and dusted his clothes off. "Damn kids these days have no respect."
"Can you really expect them to when you behave like that?" Torina asked.
"What the f**k's wrong with how I be
