âHello! You are a hero. You did a good job. We support you!â
A woman pulled a boy quietly to Maryâs side and expressed her admiration for her.
Mary looked at the woman and the boy and replied indifferently, âItâs my duty.â
Receiving Maryâs response, the woman immediately became indignant. âSeeing that the lives of the old and the children are in danger and to refuse to help them⦠Well then, whatâs the difference between them and animals! To even go as far as to blame others for saving peopleâ¦is incredibly self-absorbed and shameful!â
Mary looked at them again.
Although the mother and son did not speak up for her in the beginning, they also did not seem to have insulted her with the others.
Perhaps sensing Maryâs curious gaze, the woman held her sonâs hand tightly and felt a little embarrassed. âWe are the only members left of our family⦠We are weak and powerless. I was too timid to stand up and support you.â
âBut I should have set an example for my son! If I couldnât do it, let him see what a real hero looks like!â
âJack, when you grow up, you must learn from the Miss here! Our society is becoming more and more indifferent to each other, but there will always be people who are still passionate!â
âYou must be like youâre the Miss here and be a hero!â
Mary felt that what the woman was exaggerating.
How was she a hero? It was just like she said, she was just a passionate person.
âMiss, you are really amazing!â The little boy looked at Mary, his eyes full of admiration.
Mary could be cold to anyone, but she had never hardened her heart to a child.
âThank you.â
She nodded, and then didnât say anything else. She just held the gun in her arms and stood beside the girl, watching the rain that didnât slow down.
Behind her, there were people whispering and cursing at the woman who was licking Maryâs boots with her son. The woman pretended not to hear them and just covered her sonâs ears.
âMom, when can we go home?â
The woman frowned and sighed. âSigh! Mom doesnât know either. I donât know how long this rain will last.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âI Miss homeâ¦â The little boy pouted and looked very disappointed.
âWhere is your home?â
The little girl suddenly turned her head and asked the boy who looked to be one or two years younger than her.
âMy home is in Canada!â
The girl nodded. âThis is the biggest rainstorm that has happened in Warren City since I was born. My father called to say that the volcanic cloud was blown here, so we are still unable to estimate the precipitation, but⦠maybeâ¦â
The girlâs calmness and calmness surprised Mary again.
Obviously, she knew something.
âWhat happened to you two?â Mary suddenly asked.
The girl sighed. âMy grandmother heard the thunder and said that my father would be afraid of thunder. My father is her favorite son, and my grandmother has Alzheimerâs disease, so she lives with us. I found her Missing, so I went out to find her. My father is not at home, and if my grandmother is lost, our whole family will be very sad.â
From entering the hotel lobby, Mary found that the old woman was not okay, she was really suffering from Alzheimerâs.
The woman heard the little girlâs words from behind, so she asked worriedly, âDid you call your father?â
The girl shook her head. âNot yet.â
The woman who praised them earlier, quickly took out her phone. âThen hurry up and call your father!â
The girl looked at her gratefully and took the phone. âThank you, but I saw that the signal was gone!â
Mary quickly took out her phone and looked. Sure enough, there was no signal.