Rashad's POV
In the morning, when I passed by the lake, I happened to meet Uncle Jacob pushing Flora to bask in the sun.
I was going to take a detour, but Uncle Jacob stopped me, "Master."
Hearing this address, Flora looked back.
I also saw Flora at this time.
At the moment when my eyes were opposite, I was busy looking away.
I nodded to them, and then said to Uncle Jacob, "I'm just passing by, so I won't bother you."
"Rashad." Flora whispered my name, as she did many years ago.
I looked at her again, and my vision was very complicated.
Uncle Jacob thought about it and said, "Master, it's a little cold. I'll go back and pick up Flora's coat. Can you keep an eye on her for a few minutes?"
I nodded and Uncle Jacob tapped Flora on the shoulder and turned away.
Flora looked at me and smiled. "I asked my father about you the day before yesterday, but I didn't expect to meet you today."
I stood where I was and didn't move. "Are you... recovering well?"
"Yes. I'm quite good."