Speed Candles

Emily went back to the apartment to take a shower, and when she got back to the house of the Morris family, it was almost dawn.

Maisie Morris was sitting in a heavy wooden chair in front of the gate, with Dorothy and Louisa standing on each side, like two statues.

The atmosphere was weird. She walked over and wanted to speak. But before she could talk she was slapped on the face. It was fiercely painful.

"You dare to come back?" Maisie was so angry that her breathe was disordered. Her good wish on this girl was in vein.

"Grandmother…"

"Don't call me grandma. I do not have such a shameless granddaughter. Your mother was so good when she was young. Look at you now...cough cough..."

Maisie was aged and her health was not as good as before. After a few words, she had to stop to catch breathe.

Upon seeing this, Dorothy shouted, “Louisa, go get your grandma's heart-relief pills."

Emily grabbed the bottle and pushed through Louisa and Dorothy, stared fiercely at them, “Don’t you

was clear that Dylan told Dorothy privately, and then Dorothy told her grandmother. Maisie moved to live in the old

Emily was made of iron and steel, yet her only weakness was Maisie. Maisie had always loved this granddaughter the most. Dorothy wanted to

swallowed the medicine, her complexion gradually eased. Emily held Maisie’s wrinkled hands,

let me

bitter, which made Emily so distressed, “Grandma, I know

you." Maisie's scrawny hand held her back, and her tone was somewhat relaxed, “Your dad has already left. I don’t want any accident on you. I just want you to have a

really wanted to list all the crimes of Dorothy one by one,

will be fine." Emily gritted her teeth, “I won't let the bad

shaking, as if she was trying her best, “Did find

an answer but she had no strong evidence to pin the

looking into