Inside the home the air conditioning had started to malfunction so, she escorted her mother to an outdoor terrace.
There they sat on chairs adorned with vibrantly colored cushions and welcomed soft breezes that delivered a delicious scent of blooms.
Timid eyes that still held a hint of a sparkle peeked out from under the brim of a large sun hat.
“Do I know you?” her mother asked quietly for the umpteenth time that day.