I Wish Them All The Best

"He's going to talk to your attending physician about your treatment. He'll be here soon."

"Alright." Sarah smiled brightly.

Monica did not want to peel the apple anymore.

She threw the pitted apple into the trash can and stood up from the sofa. "Sarah, I don't have anything else to do, so I'll head off now."

"Where are you going? You don't even go to work, and all you know is how to play. Now that your younger cousin is injured, can't you spend more time with her?" Gary was a little angry.

"There are so many of you. Can't any of you take care of Sarah? Besides, Sarah might not even want me to accompany her. We've been at each other's throats since we were young. Don't you know that?" Monica said matter-of-factly.

"You child–"

"Uncle, Monica has something to do. Let her go. Having you guys are enough" Sarah quickly said, "Let's not disturb her plans."