A middle-aged woman is sitting on a long brown bench while gazing at the view of the beautiful garden and planted with beautiful flowers that are blooming with butterflies. The woman sat back with a blank stare. Her eyes looked like she was sleep-deprived, her hair was matted like she hadn't been combed in days, her face was dull without make-up and she was wearing the white uniform of a mental hospital patient.
Aaron pulled Keyra to meet his mother who was sitting on the bench. "Greet her, because she is your mother-in-law!" he exclaimed in a tone of emphasis.
Keyra who felt curious and seemed to recognize the woman's face immediately approached and sat in the chair.
"Mom... Mommy," Keyra called nervously, her lips seeming to tremble not knowing what to say.
Sarah silently narrowed her eyes at Keyra. She looked at her daughter-in-law intensely and seemed to be remembering something. Slowly, she reached out her hand to touch her smooth face.
