Going Home

"That is…" Emma Hart's gaze fell upon the old man's magazine, Design Expo, a well-known publication in the design world. Emma often read it too, though she mostly perused the digital version. "You're out of the loop; everyone's moved on to digital magazines now, you know?"

 

"But I still prefer the paper ones." The old man followed Emma's gaze to his magazine, sensing her interest in the copy. "Do you like design as well?"

 

Emma nodded but didn't reach for the magazine. Instead, she sat next to the old man, her eyes drifting towards the distant shadow of a window cast by the sunlight, a hint of loss in her gaze. "But it's of no use, really."