Chapter 629

Upon Tina's and Jackson's words, I recalled who they were talking about. Mr. Schneider was a kind and helpful man in his forties. He helped us when we first came to the nursing home and even complimented Alex on how adorable she was. I could be at ease if Alex was referring to him. It seemed that Uncle Bruce wasn't Bruce Harold. The box I was holding caught her attention. "Nance, is that an airplane?" Her eyes were filled with anticipation and excitement. I kissed her and replied with a smile, "Yes, it's an airplane figurine." "That's awesome!" Alex smiled brightly as ever. Seeing her so happy filled my heart with joy as well. Holding her in my arms, I opened the box while we sat in the pavilion. She cradled the figurine carefully with her hands, her face filled with joy and familiar excitement. Seeing her face, I couldn't help but recall Bruce during our university days. Bruce was interested in aerospace. When we spent weekends in the library, he would read relevant books duri