"Lowell, what are you looking at?" Alice was also surprised by Lowell's focused expression.
"Lowell, what are you looking at?" Alice was also surprised by Lowell's focused expression. "Why are you staring at this portrait instead of playing? Is this Heinz's father?"
On the stairs, Gary had already spoken up for him. "He has been staring at those photos the moment we entered the house. It's been over ten minutes and he's still there. I don't know what's so enchanting about them."
Grace also looked at the hanging portraits. There were three people in the lifelike portrait, including a woman and some family photos.
That child should be Heinz.
There were several photos of the whole family. They were not too large and fitted into the frames with a width of about ten inches long. All of them were hung on the wall.
Grace spotted little Heinz from one of the family portraits.
He was very good-looking, even at a young age. She saw his progress from a three to a five-year-old child, to a teenage boy. At first, he was held by a woman. Later, he grew taller and stood in front of the men and women and eventually, stood behind them.
Alice peered at them carefully and could not help exclaiming, "Gracie, this should be the photo of Heinz when he was a child. You see, this portrait must have been drawn based on his father, and this must be his mother. His mother is really gorgeous. She's thin, tall, and stunning from her hair to her eyes. She oozes grace and elegance."
It was evident that they were Heinz's parents.
Grace nodded.
However, she frowned when she saw that Lowell, who was still looking at the photos, seemed to have certain conflicting feelings.
"Lowell?" She put her hand on his shoulder with concern.
"Huh!" Lowell jumped, startled. He was stunned for a moment before coming back to his senses. When he saw Grace and Alice, his eyes were filled with an apparent surprise.
"Grace! Alice!"
"What are you looking at? You looked like you were daydreaming." She asked him.
Lowell quickly shook his head. "I don't know. This one looks like Heinz, so I'm having a look."
Then he came up to hold her hand and asked, "Sis, look, does he look like Heinz? He was young then, doesn't this man look like his father? No, indeed, it must be his father."
Grace nodded and felt a little awkward. "To be honest, I don't know, but I think it should be. These are Heinz's parents while this is him when he was a child."
"He does look like Heinz," Lowell said. "He's really good-looking."
"He truly does look like my brother- in- law," Alice also added, "Lowell, why do you call him by his name? That's my brother-in-law. You can do the same with me, just call him brother-in-law."
Lowell hesitated for a moment. He then looked at Alice with a smile and said, "Alice, you're right. I get it, it's my brother-in-law."
"Yes!" Alice rubbed his hair and said, "Remember."
"Alright."
"Let's go. We are having lunch soon. Go and wash your hands in the front and get ready for lunch."
"Okay," Lowell turned his head to give the portrait one last glance before following Grace and Alice back to the front.
When Heinz returned home, it was lunchtime.
Grace and Alice had just washed their hands with the three children and were going to start their meal when Heinz came back.
Grace immediately got up and welcomed him. "Heinz, you're back? Have you eaten yet?"
"Not yet. I'm going to change my clothes first." Heinz looked at Lowell and Alice and said, "Eat first. Your sister and I have something to do."
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