She reached out to feel her son's forehead; it was not as hot as she had imagined. Breathing a sigh of relief, she realized a chair had been placed behind her.
His gentle and steady voice said, "Sit down."
"Thank you." No matter what she thought or did, she always seemed to be embarrassing herself in front of him. With a flushed face, Jiang Mei sat down with these thoughts circling in her head.
