Friday Without the Master (2)

This was an off-white Puma-GTB. Its old-world style and still-impressive power made it turn plenty of heads on the streets—although it was only a vintage car, it was a star among vintage cars.

For nostalgic car enthusiasts, they probably wished they could take a good spin in such a well-maintained vehicle.

Of course, the vintage car held a vintage old man, along with a child.

Dr. Feranchi and his grandson, Louis.

"School says you're not allowed to drive after drinking."

Louis was about to graduate from elementary school, but he seemed to have inherited his mother's genes, making him look rather cute and short. He had been playing some bird game on his phone when he glanced at Dr. Feranchi beside him.

"I haven't been drinking," the doctor insisted.

Louis said, "But you smell like alcohol."

Dr. Feranchi continued insisting, "Believe me, it's just a drink. An adult drink. Once you grow up, you'll understand."

Louis shrugged, then suddenly asked, "Grandpa, do you not know the way to the science museum?"

Dr. Feranchi said, "Oh! My dear Louis, what makes you think I don't know the way to the science museum?"

Louis rolled his eyes. "But you've been looking at the map this whole time!"

Dr. Feranchi tossed the map in his hand onto the back seat and said seriously, "Believe me, child, I was only checking whether there was a shorter route."

"Isn't the science museum right ahead?" Louis pointed down the road. "Could there really be a shorter route than going in a straight line?" Looking at the museum right in front of him, Louis rolled his eyes again.

"Oh... so it is." Dr. Feranchi adjusted his reading glasses, then stomped on the accelerator. The car immediately sped up.

"Slow down..." Louis was startled. After finally relaxing, he