Amelia lay sulkily on George.
Elmer crossed his arms and looked at Amelia's wilted face. He did not want her to come, but he did not expect her to come with George. He had no choice but to follow silently. Seeing that Amelia had been unhappy, he comforted her. "Sometimes things are not necessarily bad. The development of civilization is diverse and dazzling, but some people are bad and use this to do evil."
Elmer sighed. Perhaps this was something Amelia had to experience. Seeing through the world naturally included… forgetting.
