He read my message. I went to Samson's study after hanging up the phone.
It was hardly to have time resting to be lazy.
It is a spacious study with diverse varieties of books. Feeling uncomfortable soon, I had to stop and wandered around. Accidentally I found a small old cabinet in the corner.
Out of curiosity, I turned it over. There were some old photos of child Samson.
I hadn't met Samson's parents. In a yellowed photo, I found a young couple holding a boy with a kind smile.
The man looked a bit like Samson and grandpa. It should be Samson’s father. And the gentle and graceful woman should be Samson's mother.
As I flipped through, I felt something strange. The boy turned into a girl on the next few pages. I was confused and back to the front, finding that there was indeed a girl of two or three years old beside Samson’s parents.
Grandpa said that Samson’s parents had one child only. Uncle Lukas never had a child in his entire life, let alone a daughter.
Who was the little girl?
I guessed it might be a neighbor’s child before, then I kept on to scroll down.
The following photo was about Samson at school. Grandpa had captured every process of Samson’s growth.
Turning to the back, I saw a group photo. Carol Lucinda, Haden Reagan, and Kris Joe, but there was another person.
It was a clear-eyed boy who looked sunny and enthusiastic. However, he seemed to be a little sick.
Among them there was a girl. It was Carol, still a little immature, looked pure and lovely.
What a happy princess.
I felt a little depressed that Carol and Samson had so many memories.
I wouldn't marry Samson without my grandma and grandpa Finn.
It was deserved that Samson had no feeling to me.
It stood to reason that the Finns was a big family, but my grandma was a rural old lady. How could they know each other?
I got distracted.
I had stayed in the study until it was late.
Going downstairs, I searched around in the kitchen for a long time. Fortunately, I found some cucumbers that Linda bought. Then I simply washed them for my dinner.
I didn't notice Samson coming back until I came out with the wet cucumber.
When did he come back?
Samson turned back staring at the cucumber, said in a low voice, "What do you use it for?"
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