If the soil in Margaret's wardrobe really came from the flowerpot that almost hit Ethan... Vivian couldn't imagine.

After sending Brevard away, she sat on the sofa thinking.

But every time she looked up, she could see her grandmother still busy by the kitchen sink.

There was only a plate and a fork, but Margaret had been washing for more than ten minutes.

Looking at her grandmother like this, Vivian felt a mess inside, with no clear thoughts.

She didn’t know ...