Although the little woman said nothing, he knew she really missed her family.
He tried to call away from her depression; "I rode on the Ferris wheel once." He said as he gazed up into space out of the window.
"Ah?" She pulled herself back from her memories and turned to him.
"My mother died when I was very young. Dad had been so busy that he spent 24 hours at his business; he had no time to eat with us, let alone bring my brother, sister, and I to a carnival." After a short pause, he continued, "My brother took me to a carnival when I was six."
His long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the anguish in his voice made Savannah a little nervous.
It was the first time Dylan had voluntarily mentioned his late brother. His disease had just been treated successfully, so would his depression relapse on the six-hundred-foot high wheel?
She could not stop him if he wanted to jump from the wheel due to the recurrence of his depression!
