Chapter 897 A Bunch of Old Men

Tamara came to stand beside Cheryl and Jonathan. The rest of them closely watched over Old Mrs. Moore’s every move. The old woman looked around the place carefully as if she was burning the layout into her mind. Her excitement had dimmed and was replaced with sadness. She laughed suddenly. “Tammy, did your mother live a happy life?” Old Mrs. Moore smiled at Tamara. Tamara’s jaw fell open. She looked at Old Mrs. Moore in disbelief. “Grandma, you…” The old woman ignored Tamara’s shock. She continued looking around the place. “These were all your mother’s favorite. I’m happy as long as she was.” She took a seat on the couch. “I’m staying here.” Tamara came up to her. “You remember me?” Old Mrs. Moore chuckled dotingly at her. “Of course, I remember you.” Tamara checked the old woman’s pulse and was shocked to feel it was beating steadily. It was a mess before! How could this be? Was it because they brought the old woman over? Tamara wasn’t sure how things turned out the way the