Viola Harris touched her forehead, "Are you sick? Should we stop by the hospital on the way?"
Amelia Clarke said, "It's nothing, I probably just didn't eat well and I haven't had much of an appetite lately."
It was then that Viola Harris remembered that during lunch, Amelia indeed seemed to have an aversion to food, so she said, "Let's go to the hospital to check it out, an aversion to food is not a good thing, and we don't want you accidentally developing anorexia."
As she spoke, she stood up, "Let's go, to the bank first, then to the hospital."
Amelia didn't object again, got up, put on a long-sleeve shirt, and followed Viola Harris downstairs.
Outside, it had just rained, and a gust of wind blew, making one shiver with cold. Amelia tightened her shirt around her. Viola Harris, hugging her arms, laughed, "You do have foresight."
