Last night, Ursula Solomon cried until she fainted, and Ray Hudson carried her back to the room she used to live in.
Claudia Ross was worried and followed to check.
Ursula Solomon and Bob Hudson's room was spacious and comfortable, with a whole wall covered in photos of Ursula Solomon.
In the photos, Ursula Solomon's smile was as radiant as flowers; though her appearance hadn't changed much, Claudia Ross could tell from the colors in the photos that they spanned at least twenty years.
From when Ursula Solomon was thirty years old to fifty.
Although her age changed, the smile on her face did not.
Still bright and sunny, like the most beautiful flowers in March.
Her mother's life was both unfortunate and fortunate; being able to meet a man who loved and cared for her in her time of distress, was not a life wasted.
Recalling Bob Hudson's sincerity and urgency when he came to borrow the bracelet, Claudia Ross still felt how much he loved her mother.
