C159 Child's Tragedy 5

I had grown used to sitting in the yard waiting for him at mealtimes, and the evening wind was cool. It was autumn in the capital.

Many of the plants in the yard have started to turn yellow. Some of the plants look withered.

Kieran said that he would give the courtyard some vitality after he was done with his work.

"Madam, you have a call!" Mrs Higgins walked to my side with her phone and said