Especially reminded.
It was mysterious, and one could tell that something was being plotted. Yvonne Young laughed, "Do you have any important announcements to make?"
Yolanda: "Yes, I want to give you a big surprise."
The little one laughed secretly, unable to suppress her excitement.
Yvonne Young became even more curious about what the little one was planning, and asked, "What kind of surprises are you talking about?"
Yolanda: "If I tell you now, it won't be a surprise anymore, Stupid Aunt."
The words 'Stupid Aunt' were both affectionate and serious.
Yvonne Young smiled and nodded, "Alright then, I'm looking forward to it."
By the day after tomorrow, Saturday, she would know what the little one's plan was.
The man stood by the window of his second-floor study, a lit cigarette in his hand, forgetting to smoke, as the ash piled up.
He looked down at the woman leaning on the small, immature tree, the moonlight casting a glow over her. Her smile was brilliant and pure.