The woman could now face the old lady's illness quite calmly.
"Even the doctors said my mom's condition was very unusual."
The woman curved her lips.
"Aside from forgetting things, she seems perfectly normal most of the time."
"Yes."
Grandma nodded.
The woman's attitude helped her relax. "If you hadn't told me..."
"I wouldn't have noticed it at all..."
Although she had never personally encountered a real patient, she had heard things here and there.
She had also seen some cases on television.
She just didn't particularly like watching them.
Every time she saw one, she would frown.
After all, it made her think of herself.
She worried that she might develop the same illness someday...
Then she would overthink everything.
It left her feeling miserable.
But the old lady's appearance made her somewhat incredulous.
"She..."
"She's very different from the impression I had..."
Of course.
She wasn't talking about the old lady's illness.
She was very sorry about that illness.
But there was nothing she could do.
She didn't even know what to say.
So she changed the subject.
"Her clothes..."
At first, she had thought this was simply the old lady's own style.
But since the old lady had fallen ill, then...
"Do you dress her?"
Although...
The old woman discreetly sized the woman up.
The woman's clothes were nothing special.
By "special," she didn't mean unconventional or particularly avant-garde.
Rather...
The woman was dressed in ordinary casual wear.
But the old lady's style was that of an aristocratic woman.
Elegant.
Refined.
Exquisite.
Was the woman the kind of person who loved putting thought into dressing the old lady but didn't pay much attention to her own outfits?
"Huh?"
The woman was slightly taken aback.
Then she hurriedly shook her head.
"No."
"Mom dresses