Nanny Flora’s eyes filled with tears as she softly reminded, “Madam, this is Liesel, not your eldest daughter.”
"Liesel?"
Grandma blinked and focused her gaze on Liesel. “Oh, it’s Liesel.”
“I’m getting old, and my memory is failing.”
“What brings you here today?”
“Madam, Liesel comes to see you every time she has a free moment…”
Before Nanny Flora could explain further, Liesel gently waved her off.
“I’ll be busier at work in the coming days, so I wanted to spend some time with you while I can.”
“Young people should stay busy. It’s a good thing.”
Grandma squeezed her hand gently, her voice kind and soothing. “I have Nanny Flora and Big White to keep me company. You don’t need to worry about me—just take care of yourself.”
Liesel rested her head on Grandma’s shoulder, tightening he
