The caregiver saw Maeve Lane coming over and quietly greeted her, "Miss Lane, you're here."
Maeve Lane nodded and slowly walked to Rosalyn Jennings' right side, gently pulling the rabbit-shaped doll from her arms.
Rosalyn Jennings looked displeased and turned her head childishly, "Mona, why did you take away my Zoe again?"
Mona is the caregiver's name.
Maeve Lane gazed at her steadily, with gentle eyes, "Mom, look at me, who am I?"
"You're Mona!" She frowned, looking at Maeve Lane for a while before changing her statement, "You're, you're Zoe."
Rosalyn Jennings' eyes lit up with surprise, wide-eyed, "You're Zoe!"
"Yes."
Rosalyn Jennings suddenly lunged forward to hug her.
Mona stood by, seeing Rosalyn Jennings' action, quickly stepped forward a few steps, "Miss Lane, be careful."
"It's okay."
Maeve Lane smiled at her and said assuredly, "This is my mom. She won't hurt me."
