During the time when he was in the hospital, our family was not allowed to visit him, which I think everyone knew why. I think it was because the failed mission from the train crash was top secret or something like that. I was so sad and worried about my grandfather that I couldn’t finish my dinners even though they are my favorite foods. So, he sent a postcard to me just to let me know he is fine and he is coming back soon. After that I was so happy because I know this time he is coming back forever. And I always want to eat more than I can just because I wanted to grow up faster.
