Rose and Lily

6

The next day, Edward returned to Harresburg.

I insisted on staying in the hospital for another week to look after my father. Carol stayed too, saying she wanted to keep me company.

Carol invited me to stay in the hotel with her, but I refused.

We hadn't been home for a long time, so the place was very dirty. It took me a long time to clean it up.

When I was cleaning the old desk in my father's room, I accidentally touched the bottom and the drawer fell down with a clatter.

The objects inside were scattered all over the ground. I picked them up one by one. Suddenly, I saw an unfamiliar album.

I had never seen these photos before.

My father, young and handsome, was riding a bicycle with my mother in the back seat, her arms wrapped around his waist and a sweet smile on her face.

In another photo, my father was in a suit and my mother in a wedding dress.

Then there were my parents holding me and Carol in their arms.

I couldn't tell which one was Carol.