"The matriarch isn't fond of harsh sunlight. She says it upsets her," the butler said.
"This sunlight is so warm and lovely. I feel my mood lifting just from it shining in," Naomi Kenway said. "Grandma, what do you think? Don't you feel it too?"
After a moment of adjustment, a smile graced Susan Hughes's face. She blinked a couple of times. "You're absolutely right."
She instructed the butler, "Leave it like this. You don't need to draw the curtains again."
Naomi smiled. "Getting more sun is good for your health. I remember you used to love playing mahjong. Why did you stop?"
That gave Susan Hughes a bit of a headache. "The younger ones are so strict. The moment I touch a mahjong tile, they start nagging me endlessly. They say I need to rest, that I need to recuperate quietly." She sighed. "Life has become so dreadfully boring. I'm stuck in this house, and I've gotten sick of looking at the same old flowers in the garden."
