Becky could smell the pancakes from the front porch, and nothing smells better than her nana’s pancakes in the morning.
Her little ones were already racing past her to the house, shouting to her nana that they wanted pancakes.
It always felt good to be home, and for some reason, every time they went to visit her nana and grandpa in the morning. Becky’s grandfather was out making smoked sausages. Every time they saw, they fed them like they were preparing for famine. While breakfasting on the deck, an air conditioning company truck came. Nana informed Becky that they had called for an a/c worker because their unit needed a/c repair. On the other hand, Becky had not noticed anything about the air quality. When the a/c representative came out of the car, Becky was surprised to see that it was a childhood friend we had lost contact with over the years. They said our hellos, and he headed to the air conditioner. It turns out the central air conditioner installation was making some strange noises, which is why they had called for an a/c service. Becky’s grandparents had a modern climate control system, and they ensured it the best a/c care. It also came as a reminder to schedule my next air conditioning maintenance. My a/c setup was not as high-tech nor a new air conditioning system as her grandparents, but I never failed to call the air conditioning business when it was time for the a/c care plan. Becky’s old friend, the air conditioning supplier, later joined them for their late breakfast because my parents never took no for an answer, especially regarding food.