After a bout of lecturing, Aurora Lancaster reluctantly followed her older brother, Daxton Lancaster, back, leaving Joseph Lancaster alone in the ward to take care of Violet Zimmerman.
Joseph Lancaster sat on the nurse's chair next to the hospital bed, slicing the peeled apple into segments like an orange.
The teenager's long fingers handed a piece to Violet Zimmerman, "Sister-in-law, have a piece of apple."
Looking at the small piece held by the teenager's fingers, Violet Zimmerman hesitated for a moment, pursed her lips, then took it with her uninjured hand and brought it to her lips, taking a small bite.
"Sister-in-law, isn't it tasty? I went a long way by car to buy this Red Fuji, much tastier than that bag of Guoguang apples you have!"
Joseph Lancaster's face showed pride, like a child asking an adult for praise.
Although only two years younger than Violet Zimmerman, the teenager, always studying, still had the essence of an immature child.
