Hazel knocked on the door and walked in with Joshua.
Joshua looked a little dazed as he caught sight of the woman sitting at the window.
Why did he somehow feel that this woman was very kind?
"What... happened to her?" he asked in a low voice as if he was afraid to disturb her.
"I don't know." Hazel shook her head with a wry smile. "I think she should have been greatly stimulated, so she becomes like this and escapes from reality."
His brow furrowed slightly.
"Aunt Stacy?" Hazel walked over to Stacy and whispered.
Just as she had been the last time when she saw her, Stacy was in her wheelchair, she looks as calm as a doll, as if she didn't hear her at all.
Hazel was not discouraged and smiled. "Yesterday, I saw a blue dress that fit you very well, so I bought it for you. I'll show it to you later, okay? By the way, I don't come alone today. My husband comes with me. Would you like to see him?"