Old Master Fletcher smacked his thigh in anger. “Argh, how many times do I have to repeat myself? I am Mark Fletcher. Mason Fletcher is my older brother and he has been dead for decades!”

Sophia headed in that direction as she looked at Old Mater Fletcher playing chess with the silly old man. Old Master Fletcher had barely moved a chess piece for most of the day as he was busy boasting.

Stanley was bringing his dog for a walk while using his phone whereas Sean was standing among a group of old men while waving at her.

“Sophia, you’re here!”

She walked to Sean while asking, “Who is that newcomer?”

Sean answered helplessly, “That is the oldest person from my grandfather’s generation. He was deeply affected after the death of his only son. From then on, he has Alzheimer’s disease and treats everyone he meets as his son.”

He does seem like he has Alzheimer’s disease.

He explained, “He has been treating me as his son the whole day, but you shouldn’t correct him, though.”

Sophia glanced at the new old man while feeling helpless.

The most saddening thing on Earth is definitely when a parent experiences the death of their children.

 

While those two chatted, Mark and Old Master Mitchell had already played a few rounds with each other.

“Whoa, Mason, why are your chess skills so lousy? You are worse than my son!”

 

“Argh, I am Mark Fletcher! Mason is my brother and he’s dead!”

“Hey, Mark, my son’s calligraphy is great. When he arrives later, I’ll ask him to show you.”

“Your son is dead too!”

“Nonsense! Look, isn’t my son here now?”

Old Master Mitchell remarked while waving at Sean and stated lovingly, “Son, quickly come over here and show your calligraphy to Uncle Commander.”

had no choice but to walk over to them with a

Old Master Mitchell seemed not to notice and still waved his hand. “Son, why aren’t you moving?

answered, “Dad, I’m

my son. You are my younger brother’s grandson, Sean. My son is over there.

where Sophia and Stanley stood and beckoned

glanced at Stanley while nudging him. “Son,

he was the old man in Sean’s family, he had no choice but to play along as Old

Mitchell was even more upset. “Stanley Fletcher, I’m calling for

dumbfounded when he heard

Mitchell continued to point at Sophia while smiling happily at her and beckoned

sure that she was in a normal attire today. Why would Old

also waving his

the end, she gazed at Old Master Mitchell, who was staring at her in anticipation, and walked to him

in front of him, he regarded her with a tender look. His cloudy eyes seemed not to have

a piece of paper and a pen on

Master Mitchell glanced at her, asking, “Son, why aren’t

herself as a woman. She glanced at Old Master Fletcher and Sean

Old Master Mitchell did not notice anything amiss. On the

is beyond saving! He can’t even differentiate between a man and

something. “Come here; write something to

Old Master Fletcher before looking at Old Master Mitchell. Then, she picked up

made a request. “Write an

Ancient poem…

the pen up, writing a few neat rows of words with her narrow handwriting before placing the book in front of the two

Old Master Fletcher. He gloated, “Mason, quickly look at my son’s handwriting!

Mark Fletcher!” Old Master Fletcher insisted while accepting the book with Sophia’s handwriting. Four rows of poems came

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