"Sister Grace, it's good enough that you came; you've brought so many heavy things from such a long distance." Jane Sampson received the items Sister Grace had specially brought, thanked her, then instructed Aunt to put them away, leading Sister Grace into the house.
"Sister Grace, have you been doing well lately?" Jane Sampson pushed the fruit plate in front of Sister Grace, "The journey must have been exhausting, have some fruit."
At this greeting from Jane Sampson, Sister Grace shook her head gently.
At this time, no matter how much you say things are fine, it's actually all a lie.
It's not been long since Nia passed, and every day feels agonizing for Sister Grace.
Even now, there's still this dream, a nightmare where when she wakes up, her child would still sweetly call her mom.
The child left so suddenly, Sister Grace thinks about her child every day.
Sighing, Sister Grace said, "I'm fine in every way, just miss my child too much."
