Bitten By The Snake!

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"Okay, but we will discuss it tomorrow. Don't you dare trouble this old man, I don't want to die before seeing the faces of my grandchildren!"

I knew this would not stop him for long but, as for now the birthday bash had already diverted his attention and we drove off in my black Bugatti towards the Avenue.

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"Hello, Michael."

My dad greeted his childhood friend with a hug, which seemed a greeting of two teenage boys as both men, clenched their fists and gently punched each other's hand, as their knuckles touched.

"Hey old man, why it took you so long just to arrive a few miles?"

Mr Michael addressed my dad as if he was getting any younger with each passing day, although he got married late, which he believed was a sensible step to marry someone who makes your heart flutter even if the person arrives in the life a few years late.

"I'm always on clock and you know it, this brat was slacking behind."