"They also invented bacon." Lana said as she ate a handful of fried bacon.
"You're right, Lana," said Lincoln, revealing the cap of the honey bottle. "And tell me, Lynn, how much honey do you want in your pancakes?" Lincoln squeezed the bottle, and the thick liquid immediately came out. Lynn recalled this scene last night when she saw Lincoln's manhood in all his glory."
"flexible?" Lincoln called her, "Hey, from earth to Lynn," he joked, causing Lynn to flash from her memory, "I asked you how much honey you wanted in your pancakes?"
Lynn was still red; she couldn't be so close to Lincoln right now. "Nothing; I want this thing away from me," said Lynn as she ran to lock herself in her room and suddenly closed the door.
"You just had to say you didn't want anything, and that's it. Well, I'm not going to waste it," Lincoln said. He said that as he sat down to breakfast, next to him, Charles Jr was making sad eyes and begging for a hot bun.
"It doesn't work with Lincoln, boy; he can't see you," said Lana, leaving one of the pies for the puppy.
"Take it, boy." Lincoln said this while giving little Charles another pie. "Oh, by the way, where's Cliff and Geo and Walt? I haven't heard from them since I got back."
The louds had particularly sad faces, especially Lana, and Lincoln interpreted this silence as bad news.
"Walt died, Geo ran away one day when we left the door open, and Cliff shows up rarely at night," Lana replied.
"Wow, I think the only one left is Charles." Lincoln said this with some sorrow for his pets.
Luna helped herself to another pie while she was talking to Lincoln. "Hey, Lincoln, I still have a question. Tell me, how is it now in Canada that you have time to come here? They weren't supposed to have a super winter vacation there."
"Well, it's really simple but tragic at the same time," replied Lincoln.
"Wow, tell us about the tragedies that brought you back." Lucy commented. It might be too dark.
Lincoln began recounting the events that brought him back to Royal Woods for the winter as his family gave him their undivided attention.
Well, you see, as in all schools, the main thing is grades. Many students try to maintain an average of nine or ten, but a boy did take that too far one day.
"What happened?" Lori asked, intrigued.
"That boy didn't go to the high school I went to; he was somewhere else. He was obsessed with his grades, only going out to go to school or to the library to study, and it didn't help that his parents were very controlling over his academic performance. One day, he was late for an exam because he stayed up late doing an extracurricular activity his parents forced him to do, fell asleep during the exam, and failed it. Devastated by this, he feared he would disappoint his parents, and the last we heard of him was that he had hanged himself in his room. News like this spreads like wildfire in a small town like Snowy Pines. After learning this, the boy's parents, fearing that the villagers would lynch them, moved out. As a security measure to avoid another situation like this, the state of Alberta has taken to the idea of implementing a winter super break. It's not exactly a time of joy for many students, who know that to get this far, an innocent boy had to die.
The Louds felt a little sad for that boy, without even knowing him.
Later, after the family had finished breakfast, Lincoln and Rita were washing dishes when they heard a knock on the door.
"I'll go," said Rita. When she opened the door, she saw that it was Clyde.
"Oh hi, Clyde."
"Hi, Mrs. Loud, can Lincoln come out? I wanted to give him a tour of the renovations and new accommodations Royal Woods has had over the years."
"Great idea, Clyde. Hold on, I'll call Lincoln." When Rita turned, Lincoln was already behind her, causing her to panic. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Rita yelled as she put her hand to her chest. "Son, don't do that. I've had enough of Lucy already."
"I'm sorry, Mom. Hey Clyde. I heard all you said. So old Royal Woods has new places?"
"That's right, bro, let me take you on a nostalgic ride where I show you what's new our city has to offer." Clyde said it excitedly.
"Wow, Clyde, you seem so sure of yourself, but do you know that for a tour you need to see?" Lincoln said, somewhat suspiciously, that this was a good plan.
"Don't worry, bro, I'll give you a description of each of our stations in great detail."
"Thank you, Clyde. I see you're still a great friend."
"I'm just doing my job, Link." Clyde said, placing his hand on Lincoln's shoulder. "Okay, let's go; time is money."
"Wait," said Rita. "Don't forget your coat and your cane." Rita hands Lincoln his jacket and extendable cane.
"thanks Mom." Lincoln said, putting on his jacket and taking his cane.
"Don't be late." Rita said.
"Don't worry, Mrs. Loud, I'll get Lincoln before lunchtime." Clyde said.
Before they left, Rita gave Lincoln five hundred dollars to spend on whatever he wanted. Inwardly, Mrs. Loud was thanking God that her financial troubles were long over.
The tour began with places Lincoln already knew, but Clyde mentioned the new things that had happened in those three years.
"Let's begin our tour of the new Royal Woods with the elementary school, to which two more floors have been added after receiving a generous donation of five hundred thousand dollars. The money has been used to expand the school and build rooms for special education and children with special needs. Physical disabilities, all thanks to the fact that after a certain child could no longer study here because of his disability, the government agreed to the school receiving the funds necessary to carry out this project." Clyde recounted his experience as a professional tour guide.