CHAPTER 160

  Leo walked side by side with his mother on the the finely cut out gravel path in between the hedges of bright colored plants, the weather was gloomy like it was going to raining any moment from that time, and the sun was completely missing from the sky as it was trapped underneath the sheets of cloud that stretched out in the heaven.

  It was a cool breezy afternoon, and Leo had his hand tucked into the sweat shirt he had on his dress and Dorothy had her hand tucked into matching gloves that fit the gray gown she was putting on.

  Dorothy, whose fascinator swayed to the rhythm of the wind with her getting to push the feathery designs away from her face at intervals, was slightly ahead of Leo, her steps in a brisk way but without a note of urgency. Her eyes scanned the environment like she was looking for something or someone, memories about the past flooding her mind.