At this moment.
From Ruth Upperton's room, came a struggling shout, "Everyone get out!"
"I'm not sick!"
"Don't touch me!"
"I won't see a doctor! Get out!!!"
...
Trouble from afar.
Julian Johnsons noticed something strange, curled his lips with an evil grin, "Grandma's voice, doesn't sound right?"
"Yeah." Isabella Lindsey nodded, "I noticed it this morning too."
The two exchanged glances, an unspoken understanding erupted, and they spoke simultaneously, "She's not Grandma!"
Brilliant as they were.
They reached a consensus at this moment.
The air was silent for a moment.
Julian's expression showed a hint of sadness, he spoke heavily, "The grandma who accepted you, may already have..."
He didn't finish.
Isabella understood, whispered softly, "It must have happened that morning."
Yes, since Ruth Upperton returned that morning, her changes had already begun to show.
Fingers interlocked.
