She first bought her mother's favorite flowers from the flower shop, then went to the cemetery alone.
"Mom, you still look so young and pretty. Do you remember how everyone used to say we looked like a pair of sisters when we went out together, not at all like mother and daughter?"
Evelyn Sherman squatted in front of the tombstone, wiping the black and white photo on it, her mouth upturned in a smile.
"Right, I met someone in Saba City this time who, just like you, despite being a mom, looks incredibly young. I was too embarrassed to call her 'aunt.' Her name is Grace Yakov. It was during the trouble that Chester Yale faced at the Yale Family that she helped us. However, I've heard that she lost her own child when she was very young, and now she's all alone, quite pitiable..."
"Not long ago, I also ran into Mr. Vernon, who taught me in kindergarten. She actually still remembers the embarrassing things I did as a kid and even told Chester about them. I don't love her anymore..."
