The distant chimes of Big Ben rang out melodiously, their steady and resonant tone seeming to set the tone for the tranquil afternoon while hinting at stories of the past and future.
A gentle breeze swept by, carrying the fragrance of flowers and grass alongside the distant bustle of the city. The air was permeated with the rich aroma of coffee and the tempting scent of freshly baked artisanal bread.
"Delicious, simply delicious," Ron said, hugging a paper bag filled with snacks and pastries while still chewing on a sandwich. "You guys are practically my second parents; from now on, you can call on me anytime, anytime..."
Chapter 62