I was just about to ask another question when Atlas's hand tightened, clearly signaling me to stop.

Then, I heard Ava say, "Grandpa, I brought my mommy and daddy to watch you planting trees. Grandma said to hurry and finish up so we can have dinner soon."

I quickly composed myself and looked over. I saw my dad wearing a straw hat with a towel around his neck. His face was covered in sweat, and his complexion had become considerably darker.

But he looked much healthier, considering he used to be a pale, scholarly man.

Now, he looked like a farmer toiling in the fields.

"Why are you so tan, Dad?" I pointed at my dad's face and laughed.

He was delighted to see me and Atlas. He pointed to the woods behind him with a sense of accomplishment and said, "Look at what we’ve done! There’s no way we can avoid getting sunburned while doing all this, can we?”

Then he pointed to all the differently shaped plants in the distance. "Those are our creations. Not bad, right?"

Atlas looked over ad