"Time flies, Bartley has a girlfriend now."
Time is a butcher's knife; whenever Bertha Haines sees young, beautiful girls, she can't help but feel emotional. She was once like them, her face full of collagen, brimming with vitality. Although she has taken good care of herself over the years and looks around thirty, the changes in her body constantly remind her that she's getting old.
Her skin has started to loosen.
Her energy is not what it used to be.
Before, she could stay up all night with ease; now, staying up might as well take half her life.
Before, she prioritized style over warmth; now, she wishes she could bundle up tightly before going out.
Before, she often touched cold water; now, a slight breeze brings aches and pains.
"Amos, we're getting old."
Perhaps, as one ages, they become more sentimental. Bertha doesn't want to grow old, but who can fight against time?
"If only there were a medicine in the world that could make people live forever."
