On this day, Jasmine Yale and Joe Heath spent the whole day with Chale Cheney.
The little guy was on winter break and was playing a little maniacally.
"Chaley, starting tomorrow, we have to start learning the piano with the teacher and Taekwondo. We can't play too much." Jasmine Yale reminded him.
"I know." Chale Cheney obediently nodded, "Jasy, don't tell father about the baby's playfulness."
"Hmm, I won't say." Jasmine Yale nodded.
Her eyes misted slightly.
"Jasy is the best!" Chale Cheney kissed her.
Jasmine Yale smiled, her smile mixed with a hint of melancholy, like lilac flowers swaying in the rain, containing a touch of new sorrow.
Several times, when Joe Heath went to get the car or buy something --
Chale Cheney would sneak over to Jasmine Yale to talk.
"Jasy, wouldn't it be nice if Senior Cheney were here?
"Jasy, Senior Cheney is really nice, why don't you consider him."
"Jasy, Elder Cheney doesn't have any bad habits, he's actually quite good."
