Plaza Dance, Mrs. Walton

Amelia held the silver needles and focused on retracting them. George watched her closely. Mr. Walton put down the newspaper. No one noticed that the parrot, Seven, had poked its head in. The atmosphere in the room was a little tense. It tilted its head and observed. When Amelia retracted the last silver needle, it cawed twice. "Fire! Fire!"

Mrs. Walton was woken up. She opened her eyes and turned around to run out. "Where's the fire?!"

George and Mr. Walton looked at Mrs. Walton, who had run out, in shock. Amelia was also stunned… Just now, before the acupuncture, she had asked her master if her grandmother would be able to stand up tomorrow after this acupuncture. At that time, her master had disdainfully said that she could not because after the acupuncture, Mrs. Walton would be able to walk as if she was flying! Amelia did not believe it at first, but now, she completely believed it and knew what walking as fast as flying was!