Since our last unpleasant meal at the restaurant, George and the others had quieted down for a while.

Just as I thought life was finally returning to peace.

The vacant house across from mine was bought by Alexander, and he and George moved in.

Our homes were close, and we'd run into each other almost daily.

"Joy, I've learned to simmer pork rib soup with my own hands, try some and see if it suits your taste."

"Mom, I was very well-behaved today, and the teacher gave me a little red flower as a reward."

"..."

The father and son took turns to pester me.

Even though they were repeatedly...