"Well, there is no fight."
He hooked his lips. "Didn't you see me just now?"
"When was that?"
"All the time, since you came in, you haven't looked at me seriously. Is my sense of existence too low?"
"In Flora's eyes, I don't know you at all. Is it appropriate for two unfamiliar people to stare at each other?"
"You are in the play," I slanted her. "I don't usually see you position yourself so much."
Just then, Jacob pushes Flora out of the house.
Krista said to me, "Go help, Uncle Jacob is pushing a wheelchair by himself. It must be heavy."
I glanced at them and walked over to them.
When I helped push Flora to the round table, Rashad came back. He went straight to Krista, not knowing what we were talking about.
Uncle Jacob fixed Flora's wheelchair and said, "I'll help Miss Krista."