"He's gone. You can't always be like this. It will hurt your body. Do you understand?"
Sherman nodded. Then she seemed to recall something, and she bent down and opened her suitcase and took out a knitted scarf and cap.
Her eyes were downcast and the look in her eyes was bleak. She ran her hand affectionately over the scarf and the cap for a moment, and then she handed them t o Summer and said softly, "I knitted these myself when I was pregnant. Now he won't use them. I want t o give them to Charlotte! I made them a little bigger. They would fit Charlotte ..."
Summer felt like her heart was stabbed by a knife, and tears kept rolling out of her eyes like strings of beads. She rarely cried since she was a child. But when she saw Sherman being so depressed, her heart felt pain.
"I'm not crying! Why are you crying? Mark will be back soon, if he saw you, he'll think I made you cry..." The corners of her mouth twitched, and she reached out to hug Summer. She wanted to cry. She really wanted to have a good cry, but she held it back.
The next morning
Sherman woke up early, or rather, she hadn't slept all night. She had faint dark circles under her eyes.
Summer was surprised, "Why do you get up so early?" "I couldn't sleep anymore." She could not sleep deeply now. Even if she slept late at night, she would wake u p very early in the morning.
"You should wear more clothes. A miscarriage is much equal to giving birth to a baby. If you don't take good care of yourself, you'll fall ill."
Sherman nodded in acknowledgment. Just then, Charlotte came down rubbing her eyes. The little girl was still sleepy. She called in a childish voice, "Good morning, Mommy, Auntie."
Seeing Charlotte wearing the cap she had given her yesterday, yellow and just the right size, Sherman felt a piercing pain in her heart again.
They had breakfast together. It felt lively they all sitting around the table.
Mark's long, narrow eyes swept over Sherman casually, but he didn't say anything.
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