The Astir family lived not far from the airport, so it was easy enough for one person to take a taxi home. There really was no need to pick anyone up.
Moreover, Isla Astir was not a child anymore!
How high maintenance!
Eva Webster smiled and said, "Isla is so lucky. Even though she is grown up, she has someone to pick her up when she returns from her trips."
Mrs. Astir chuckled, "Although Isla is already twenty years old, she's still like a child to us. If we didn't pick her up, your uncle and I would be worried sick. Besides, we have nothing to do at home."
At these words, Eva Webster was at a loss for words.
She's already that old!
She's still a child?
Her own aunt is really blind. Considering blood relations, she and her aunt should be the closest.
After all, she was her aunt's blood niece.
Isla Astir was just an adopted child.
Yet, her aunt?
Fails to appreciate the good things.