Brats! Two of them. They were tiny! And young: they couldn't have been more than six years old. They were yelling and swearing - yes! - at their elderly chauffeur at a petrol station.

That was the motivation for this short story and, as I'm learning, the writing process can take one to some really odd places...

This is the link to the fifth and final part:
https://steemit.com/fiction/@bhop42moro/the-visitor-part-five