The purer the love, the less it can tolerate even a hint of impurity.
So Sierra Summers is sure to take revenge on Mrs. Langley.
Why shouldn't she?
Every action has a consequence.
Why should she let Mrs. Langley live so arrogantly for so many years?
Sierra Summers was seething with anger.
In front of Grandma Jennings, she couldn't help but voice her true thoughts.
Joanna Jennings couldn't help but smile, she withdrew her smile, a look in her eyes that Sierra Summers couldn't understand.
"Sierra, this is the other thing grandma wants to tell you."
"Sometimes, a dull knife cuts deeper than a sharp one."
Joanna Jennings squinted slightly. She was getting older, and today had taken too much of a toll on her, though she lay in bed now, still somewhat drained.
She paused to let Sierra Summers digest it.
Sierra Summers found that she really didn't fully understand the grandmother who raised her.
