"I still remember sixteen years ago, I held a tiny baby in my arms and Barton (Mrs. Barton) said to me, 'She's so little, younger than Kyle, what are we going to call her?'"
Mrs. Quinn on the stage was telling long-lasting stories. On the side of the stage, Laura, who was sitting with the representatives of Parker Elementary School, took the arms of Alice and Kepler, her face flushed, and she complained softly, "I read the speech. There is no such paragraph in the manuscript!"
"How about I say 'Lola'." Mrs. Quinn had a warm smile on her face, and she didn't look as godless as she did yesterday at Quinn Manor. "I said, I hope she grows up to be brave and kind. Oh, of course, hehehe, there are beautiful girls." Mrs. Quinn spread her hands and gestured around, then looked at Mrs. Barton behind the podium, "Now, our hope has come true..."
There's something attractive about Mrs. Queen in the spotlight, but Zach isn't human. Zach received privileged treatment from organizer Laura and was able to stay behind the podium, but he obviously did not care about this insignificant privilege. His eyes were not on the podium at all, but in the distance.
One car deliberately took a long detour, drove in from the back door of Parker Elementary School, and parked behind the curtain of the auditorium.
Mayor Anthony arranged his formal clothes with one hand and got out of the car with a gloomy look. Immediately, Blake also came out, with an equally gloomy expression.
Zach hadn't been able to figure out how to communicate with these two people without attracting attention. Unexpectedly, Laura rushed to the front first, and she actually paid a little attention to the background.
Did you think that this girl would immediately rush to Blake and blame him for breaking his promise? No, Laura ran to the mayor nervously, "Mr. Mayor, thank you for coming!"
Anthony adjusted his mood. After nodding, Laura guided him to the reserved seat. After we were seated, the camera took over the mayor's lens. Sure enough, everything has been arranged under the arrangement of West District Public Relations.
Blake didn't go far. He glanced at Zach and sat silently at the back of the third generation of the West District next to the podium. No chance to communicate with Zach at all.
Just because Blake can't do it, doesn't mean that a certain undead floating behind him can't do it.
Jackson drifted to Zach's side, "The two of them were in a bad mood." Blake and Mayor Anthony, "That's why they were late."
Zach raised an eyebrow, "Why?"
"I was bored." Jackson moved from Zach's side to behind Zach, the meaning was unclear, "I ran out and took a spin."
Zach couldn't speak too loudly, "Boring?" Zach shook his head. This was not the first time that Jackson expressed that following Blake was boring. "I don't hear it having anything to do with them being late."
"I'm going home." Jackson didn't seem to want to answer Zach directly.
"You mean Bishop Manor." Zach frowned.
"Yeah. My home." Jackson's voice was calm. Zach had to frown and turn his head to look at Jackson's green translucent face, which showed no emotion at all. However, after his sight penetrated the undead spirit, a man who looked like a public relations man smiled friendly at Zach.
"Did you find anything interesting?" Zach turned back and looked at Mrs. Quinn, who was at the end of her speech.
"Today." Mrs. Quinn put a hand on her chest, "I can no longer express my pride in words. Laura has grown into the girl we expected!" Mrs. Quinn began to applaud. Slowly move away from the podium and look in the direction of the side lift. The process begins to enter the second stage.
There was an uneven sound of seat movement. The third-generation children in the West District, including the last Blake, all stood up, and under the guidance of Laura, they walked towards the podium in a chaotic manner under the flashing spotlights. Don't worry. Those media workers will choose the neatest one.
Amidst such chaotic noises, Zach's question was answered, "No, it's not interesting at all."
Zach had already opened his mouth. In my mind, a true message has taken shape—
'Jackson, you don't have to come and talk to me every time you see me. I don't care about the living conditions of an undead as much as you think. It's just a coincidence that I help you. Just because I'm the only one here besides Blake who can hear you doesn't mean I have an obligation to relieve your boredom. Oh, just to remind you, a dead soul died in Grande, so you'd better stay away. '
This sincere statement based on facts was Zach's emotional expression, but Zach couldn't express it anymore.
While Zach's mind was still converting this sincere statement into slightly gentler words, Jackson continued, "I just looked at my mother."
Zach's words turned into a question, "Ms. Sher?"
"Do you know my mother's real name? Forget it, it doesn't matter." Jackson's shaking head pulled out a blurry afterimage in the air, which made his already transparent face even blurrier. "Also, I found that in my home There were a few more cleaning maids I didn't recognize, and they were cleaning my mother's bedroom."
Zach's brow was furrowed, I mean, tight. Don't go by this morning, Zach's trip encounter.
"I think I saw them scrubbing the red marks on the wall." Jackson continued behind Zach, "I don't know what it was, they seemed to be good at cleaning it up, they moved very fast, but I didn't recognize them. I thought I knew all the maids on the west side, I mean, my house is big, as big as the school, and there’s a lot of cleaning to do, you know.”
Zach turned around, no longer caring about the undead body that passed through Jackson. The PR man who thought Zach was looking at him stared at Jackson's blurred face.
"They were careful, I mean, careful. They stripped the hair off my mother's comb, they picked out the little things that were caught in the cracks of the bed, they replaced the carpets, they wiped the jewelry, the jewelry..."
"Okay Jackson." Zach frowned, "You went to see your mother, I heard it. I don't need to hear the chores of a few cleaning maids..."
"Not only that, I also talked to her." Jackson's face became clearer and he looked at Zach. "I asked her why those strangers were cleaning her room."
Zach's face turned sour and Jackson had a conversation with Ms. Schell.
"She didn't answer my question, and she didn't seem surprised to see me. She just said, 'You shouldn't see me like this, and I will take revenge.'" Jackson paused, "Then, I was Launching my own home. I don't know what that feels like, I haven't 'feeled' something like that in a long time."
Zach watched as Jackson made a pushing motion, "But I got pushed out, like this. It wasn't fun at all."
Zach, finally got his first question to Jackson, why Blake and Mayor Anthony were late.
"I told Blake, Blake told the mayor, so they were late."
Zach thought of something. Ms. Sher had been talking to Anthony at Herman's luncheon. (..)