GoodReadQuinn had no idea how long she'd been wandering when she spotted a faint figure near a trash can. Squinting,
she cautiously moved closer.
As she got nearer, she realized it was an old woman, hunched over. Something about her seemed familiar, so
Quinn gently tapped her shoulder.
The old woman, startled, shuddered violently before spinning around. Upon seeing Quinn, she let out a sigh of
relief.
She retrieved half a loaf of bread from behind her and began to gnaw on it, right in front of Quinn. Quinn, with a
fixed gaze on the old woman, gently took her hand and shook her head, indicating that the old woman should
stop eating. "Do you want some?" The old woman sized Quinn up, her attire suggesting she was not in need of
charity.
Quinn, setting down the cake she held, gestured emphatically. "Juliet, don't you remember me? It's me, Quinn."
Under the streetlight, the old woman watched Quinn's hands move like butterflies. After a moment, she looked at
Quinn's face and her voice shook, "Are you Quinn?"
Tears welled up in Quinn's eyes as she nodded. "Yeah, it's me. What are you doing here?"
"You've grown up so much."
Juliet's eyes mirrored Quinn's, filled with tears. She let out a forlorn sigh, picked up her cane from beside the
trash can, and shuffled over to sit on a nearby set of stone steps. Quinn followed closely and sat beside her. Juliet
had once served the Kennedys, always by Ulysses' side. Upon Quinn's arrival at the Kennedys’, Juliet had taken
her under her wing.
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to insist on her early retirement for rest and recovery. Quinn had always assumed Juliet had returned to her
hometown and never expected to encounter her here.
Quinn handed Juliet the cake and gestured, "Juliet, today's my birthday. Will you celebrate with me?"
Juliet paused, her face lined with wrinkles, and then a tender smile appeared. "It's your birthday? Happy
birthday, dear Quinn. It's a sh| don't have much to offer."
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Quinn shook her head, indicating that gifts weren't necessary. Everyone was wishing her a happy birthday, but
why couldn't she feel the joy?
Quinn sat quietly next to the elderly woman, watching her devour the cake. Quinn intended to buy a bottle of
water, only to discover her card had been frozen. She still had a little over a hundred bucks in her mobile wallet.
Returning with the water, Quinn handed it to Juliet and asked what had happened. It was then that Juliet revealed
that after dedicating her life to the Kennedys and retiring, her son and daughter-in-law had taken her savings to
buy a house in the city.
Before Ulysses passed, the Kennedys had given her a monthly stipend that allowed her to live decently. But after
his death, they cut her off, and her daughter-in-law kicked her out. Now, with no job prospects, she had to
scavenge through trash to survive.
Quinn looked at the disheveled old woman and felt a mix of emotions. Juliet had toiled for the Kennedys her
entire life, only to be left struggling for basic necessities in her golden years. Such a tragic twist of fate. When
Juliet finished the cake, Quinn offered to walk her home.
Juliet asked with concern, "What about you? Isn't Alexander going to worry if you're out this late?" Quinn looked
down, knowing that even Alexander's promise to spend the birthday together was broken. Why would he worry
about her? Recognizing Quinn's dejection, Juliet didn't pry further. She picked herself up with her cane and said,
"Let's go then. And do you mind how shabby the place | stay is?"
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