Summer Dream

1

I woke up in a room of a house that was on a farm land.
I don't remember where I was the night before or where I have been for the past 12 years.
It was a room that I did not recognize, but it felt like home.
The furniture was old and it had a window that had the view of the back of the house.
The view was a big tree with a swing and behind it was a field of corn crops.
I sat on my bed wondering where I was for a few minutes and decided to get up and go downstairs to see what else I can find...

There were two people in the breakfast room.
They appeared to be in their late 60s and in a deep serious conversation.
They stopped and looked at me.
"Would you like to have some breakfast?" Asked the man in a worn out red plaid shirt.
He smiled and it felt warm.
For some reason I understood that he was my grandfather.
"Yes please." I answered politely.
He stood up from his chair and went to the kitchen to get food.
"Were you able to sleep well?" Asked the other old man. His feature looked similar to my grandafther's.
"Yes. Thank you for asking."
Clearly, I was raised to be courteous to the elderly.
"That's nice to know." He said. Then he opened a book and started reading.