McNeil Howard felt someone burning holes in the back of his head. So he followed the gaze and paused just a tad.
The girl was about the same age as his daughter Patricia and radiated a familiar aura, which caught his attention. He was a bit out of it, as if some past events or a certain someone from his past came to mind. But he didn't linger on the girl and headed straight toward the door instead.
Ellinor dropped her gaze from the man. Her mixed emotions finally settled down.
McNeil Howard had once hurt her mother, driving her into a corner and forcing her to leave home with young Ellinor. That's why old Mr. Bagley couldn't stand his guts.
She had no memories of her biological father; not even a vague shadow of him resided in her memory. A man this heartless must have never taken care of her when she was a child. So there was nothing for her to remember.
"Marlinie!"
Ellinor was still mulling over these thoughts when suddenly an old pair of hands grabbed hers tightly.
She jumped, looking up to see an elderly lady.
The old lady looked at her worriedly, "Marlinie, why are you coming home so late from school? Where have you been?"
Ellinor was taken aback, "I think you got the wrong person."
The old lady didn't seem to hear her and kept mumbling to herself, "Marlinie, you can't keep coming home this late. It worries me and your father."
Just then, McNeil Howard reached the door. Hearing the old lady call the name Marlinie, he stopped in his tracks, turning to look back. The old lady was talking to the girl.
Ellinor said helplessly, "You really got the wrong person. I'm not Marlinie!"
The kind old lady frowned and admonished, "Marlinie, stop being angry with me! Be a good girl; stop hanging out with that boy from the Howard family! He doesn’t look like good news; you’ll get hurt."
She looked at old Mr. Bagley with tears brimming in her eyes, "Dear, it's Marlinie! Marlinie is back; Marlinie is really back."
"Alright, alright, she's back, she's back!" Old Mr. Bagley played along like it was nothing new. He helped her over to his side and then looked at the young girl that old Mrs. Bagley was pointing at. He was stunned. Whose daughter was this? She looked so much like Marlinie!
Ellinor blinked, feeling a bit uncomfortable under his gaze. She managed to force a smile.
Old Mrs. Bagley's eyes welled up with tears, "It really is Marlinie! Look, Marlinie is really back."
Old Mr. Bagley seemed to have an epiphany and he sighed deeply, "Yeah, I see it, I see it. It's time for your medication. Let's go take your medication, and then you can see Marlinie."
He soothed old Mrs. Bagley, leading her away to calm her down.
Ellinor watched the two old folks walk away, feeling a mix of emotions.
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