Ms. Bell brought over a tray and helped her apply some ointment on her wounds. Her touch was gentle yet skilled. She applied the ointment on her face softly, making it feel cool and comfortable.
Eliza looked at Ms. Bell, and suddenly thought of something, then she asked her, “Aunt Bell, are you the one who planted the flowers outside the house?”
Ms. Bell smiled kindly and said, “Mrs. Deleon, why would you think that I am the one who planted it?”
“Because I think you are a delicate woman. Only a delicate person like you can plant such flowers.”
Eliza was a clothes designer, she was very sensitive to color. The reason why that garden of flowers was so beautiful was because of its perfect unison of different hues. This was an important factor, and only a thoughtful and careful person coul
