Remembering Ursula Solomon, Tabby Teller had a tenderness in his expression soft like water.
Mother Ranulf stared blankly, the urge to take a photo and share it on social media, so others could envy her, surfaced.
As this thought crossed her mind, she laughed at herself self-mockingly.
Being such an old lady, how could she still be so childish, she was speechless with herself.
Mother Ranulf secretly wiped the corner of her mouth to prevent any drool from giving President Teller a reason to tease her.
Seeing her wipe her mouth, Tabby Teller asked, "Hungry?"
"Not at all!" Mother Ranulf shook her head embarrassingly, if she was hungry, it was a hunger for people, not food.
She was thoroughly captivated by President Teller's charm.
Mother Ranulf walked around the room, wanting to step outside for some fresh air, but it had started to snow outside, so she could only stand in the corridor for a bit.
Tabby Teller stayed with her the whole time, treating her with utmost care.
