couldn't help but laugh. "Thank you so much, Mrs. I'm not sure how I'll be able to return your compassion." She gave me a friendly smile. "Is this room suitable for you? Are you feeling at ease? I apologize for the mess in the room; I haven't hired maids yet, and I won't have time to clean it up "I nodded in response to what she said.
"You know, this room was formerly used by my first daughter. When I originally arranged this room for my first kid, I remember being overjoyed." Mrs. Clara's eyes lit up as she said it, and I could see how thrilled she was.
"Perhaps you would be the same age as her if she were still alive." Because I noticed tears streaming from her eyes, her joyous countenance was replaced by a sad face. "Why am I so upset? Sorry for the inconvenience "She got up and brushed her tears away. "Please do not hesitate to call me if you need anything. My room is on the opposite side of the hall." She mumbled something and then looked away.
