Mr. Walker looked at Armande as he stood in the doorway with his eyes fixed on his grandmother. Sensing that he had come to spend time with his grandmother, Mr. Walker stood up.
“I’ll be outside, love,” He whispered in her ear and walked towards the exit. He stopped by Armande’s side and patted his shoulder before leaving them alone.
Holding back his motions, Armande stood by his grandmother's side and waited patiently till she opened her eyes. Mrs. Walker couldn't believe that he had finally arrived. "Armande ..." she whispered and expressed her delight in seeing him.
"I knew you would come to visit this old lady," she struggled to speak and unknowingly made him feel guilty. Raising her brittle hand, she tried reaching for his face, when Armande leaned forward and clasped her hand in
