We sat there, Ye Ye and I, looking through the window, down at the swiming pool, hearing the laughter of children we couldn't see. A peaceful silence; we talked little. My mind was blank, yet in a whirl; it was not thoughts that stirred, but feelings hard to describe. A loneliness in him and a certain sadness in me. Something only the Lord would truly understand.
“这里的游泳池比旧家的大。”
“爷爷，旧家没有游泳池。”
I sounded troubled, he looked confused.
His memory is failing, but I still love him. As much as before, even more so. I love you.
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