"Yes, I hope you can take them home and share these naturally beautiful shells with your family, your daughter..." Waldor Jones trailed off at the end.
Ella Lacey definitely understood his intentions; he wanted her to pass them on to Cherline!
She couldn't help but laugh and ask directly, "Young man, why don't you just give them to my daughter directly? Why go through me, her mom..."
"Aunt Lacey, you can just call me Jonesy or Little Jones..."
Waldor Jones wanted to get closer to her and answered casually, "It's just that you're here right now, so I entrusted you to deliver them..."
Then, without waiting for Ella to speak.
He quickly changed the subject and asked, "By the way, Aunt Lacey, when I left, weren't you still with Cherline at the hospital? How come you're here by the river now?"
