My Mute Bride

Shutting the door, Nancy gripped Rachel’s arm.

“Why would you find him a job?”

Rachel, however, was dazed. Grandpa Irwin is our neighbor and he is always good to me. If he were to move in, you could take care of each other! Besides, you don’t know a lot of people in Riverdale, so it’s a win!

Seemingly anxious, Nancy frowned and mumbled, “You don’t have to worry about me.”

What’s wrong, Grandma?

“Irwin… However, Nancy stopped after muttering his name. “Nevermind. I’m sure it’s hard for him as well, being so old and living without his children. We’ll go as you wish, then. Plus, he gave us a lot of help back then.”

Revealing a smile, Rachel grabbed Nancy’s hand.

I know what you’re worried about, Grandma. Often, those who approach us come with ill intent, but not all people are evil, are they?

Besides, seeing Grandpa Irwin today reminded me of many fond memories from my childhood.

“Really?” Nancy asked, her eyes shimmering.

Yes.

Rachel sternly nodded her head.

At the sight of Grandpa Irwin, Rachel was able to piece together many fragments of her memory, including the one when he bought her a cotton candy from town and it was her mother that opened the door for him.

“Cotton Candy for Rae! Do you like it?”

“Say your thanks, Rae.”

Her mother whispered into her ears. The scene was rather unreal. After all, this was the first time Rachel had recalled it after twenty years.

Pondering on it, Nancy expressed, “Must have been fate. Some things are meant for you to remember.”

Very soon, Victor returned with the chives and Nancy promptly started making the dumplings.

Meanwhile, Rachel contacted the management team about the security post, which the administration kindly agreed to.

‘Where do you live, Grandpa Irwin? I’ll help you move to the workers’ hostel tomorrow’

fine. I don’t have much to transport. I’ll go home later and return tomorrow. You just carry on

visibly annoyed as

done!” Victor then served the main dish on the table along

they get cold, Madam Tiller

quickly interjected,

grandma’s waiting for me to have dinner with

that, Rachel caught his arm.

need

a signal, she grabbed her bag and put on her shoes, thereafter

Grandma uttered,

Rachel was Victor, who scratched his head and

a box of pierogi and told him to share it

this, and

hands, she pulled an envelope from her bag and placed it on

of hundreds. He was utterly stupefied by this and asked, “What’s all this,

showed him

sign up for night school. Take up classes that you’re interested in so you can take care of your grandma even

dumbfoundedly and hastily turned

hear choking

she was about to comfort him, he pushed open the car door, fearing that she would see his weeping face. It was not until he was far away that he shouted, “I’ll pay you

started driving

didn’t notice that when she had left

“What are you doing?”

“Grab him!”

was restrained by two big men and his face was pushed against the unpainted concrete wall. Eventually, he started bleeding as a result of rubbing

and envelope had

a woman in a pair of heels appeared and bent down to pick up the envelope. “And I was wondering why you’ve been so distant with me. It seems to me you have found yourself a

“Give my stuff back!”

envelope. With a vile expression on her face,

you! Who agreed to help you, anyway? You begged for a favor, and it’s solely up

spit on her face, the woman grew infuriated as she thundered, “Sick of life,

me up if you have the balls to

I wouldn’t dare?” The woman took a

screams of pain as he was trapped in

with her heels as she looked down on him. Then, she grabbed the