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"Mom, if you don't want us to go out for dinner, that's okay, but we should at least go say hi to Grandpa," Noah said thoughtfully. "We can't just leave him waiting on our doorstep. After all, he is our guest." "Absolutely." Nathan nodded vigorously, sweat beading on his forehead.

"I didn't mean that..."

"Sadie, Grandpa Clemens is at the door."

Before Sadie could finish, the voices of the paramedics could be heard from outside.

"Noah, go greet him," Sadie whispered to Noah. "Just explain that I'm not feeling well and it's not a good time to receive guests. Ask Grandpa not to come in and to wait outside. Once you've changed, we can all go out to have dinner with him."

"What?" Noah furrowed his brow in confusion. "Mommy, why? He's already here. It doesn't feel right to treat him this way."

"I agree!" Nathan and Mia chimed in, voicing their agreement.

"Well, you see, I've met Grandpa before, and there's been some misunderstanding between us," Sadie explained carefully. "I don't want him to know that I'm your mommy."

"Oh!" Nathan and Mia nodded, seemingly getting it but actually not.

"I'm with you," Noah said, fully grasping the situation. "No worries, Mommy. We'll keep your secret."

"Yes, we'll keep your secret!" Nathan and Mia echoed again.

"That's my gang!" Sadie breathed a sigh of relief. "If Grandpa asks about your parents, don't give him a clear answer, okay?" "Okay!" All three children replied in unison.

"Nathan and Mia, if you aren't sure what to say, keep quiet and let Noah take the lead, okay?" Sadie reminded them once more. "Off you go," she said, releasing Mia.

"Thanks, Mommy!" Mia scampered out with her short legs, calling out affectionately, "Grandpa, Grandpa!"

"Hey there, sweetie!" Grandpa Clemens' excited voice came from outside.

Nathan was overwhelmed with happiness and started wheeling himself out.

"Take it easy." Noah quickly took charge and pushed Nathan's wheelchair himself and closed the door behind them.

Sadie remained in the room for fear of going out, pressing her ear against the door to listen.

"Grandpa, I'm sorry, but my mommy is not feeling well and can't come out to greet you," Noah followed Sadie's instructions and explained politely. "Our home's a bit chaotic with a patient there. Could you please wait at the doctor's house across the street? We'll be there soon after we freshen up a bit."

"Of course," Grandpa Clemens replied promptly. "Kiddo, what's wrong with your mommy? Does she need a doctor to check on her?"

"No, mommy just got back from the hospital," Noah said with certainty, then turned to the pediatrician and added, "Dr. Charles, could you please take care of Grandpa for a moment?"

"Sure, no problem!" Dr. Charles readily invited Grandpa Clemens and his men to the house across the street, "Right this way, Grandpa Clemens and Silas."

"Take your time changing. There is no rush. I'll wait for you kids," Grandpa Clemens said indulgently to the three kids.

"Yeah, thanks, Grandpa," the children responded politely with nods.

"This is for your mommy and Brenda."

While Grandpa Clemens spoke, Silas came up with several gifts, intending to bring them inside. Noah quickly stepped forward to take them. "I've got it. Thanks, Grandpa!" "Don't mention it!" Silas cast a glance inside the house but said nothing.

"Give us ten minutes, Grandpa."

Noah waved him politely before closing the door.

The three children hurried back to their room to change clothes. Sadie gathered their clothes and handed them to the paramedics while reminding Noah, "Remember what I said." "Got it! Don't worry, Mommy," Noah said earnestly.