Meeting with Aunt 2

"Did you get taller, Ian?" Aunt suddenly asked, her gaze shifting towards me.

Hmm…?

Now that she mentioned it, Aunt was indeed a tall woman, her bird-like appearance adding to her imposing stature. 

It was a bit unusual for me to be able to meet her eye to eye, considering her height.

"I guess so?" I replied, realizing that I hadn't really taken the time to measure my height recently. 

The thought hadn't crossed my mind amidst everything else happening around me. 

After all, I was still only 18 years old, and boys my age typically continued to grow until around 21. It made sense that I might still be experiencing some growth spurts.

Aunt chuckled slightly at my curious reaction, reaching out to pat my head affectionately. 

Her gesture was both comforting and reminiscent of the affectionate gestures my mother used to make when I was younger.

….

As we entered Aunt's office, the furniture was already arranged neatly.