Chapter 34 Thirty Four

Doris and I walked out of the living under Rose and Mark's watchful gaze, feeling their scrutinizing eyes boring into us as the door closed behind us.

Stepping out into the tranquil courtyard, we walked through the courtyard then into the garden. The garden cocooned us in its serene stillness. The occassional gentle rustle of leaves, and the soft fluttering of birds' wings disrupted the calm stillness. The vibrant hues of the various flowers lot up the the whole area, their petals swayed gracefully in the breeze and the equally colourful butterflies of all shapes and sizes flitted avout in the garden, adding an ethearal feel and look to the space.

I admired the flowers and butterflies. I sighed quietly, if only my life could be as effortless as their beauty.

Grandma Doris had her hands clasped behind her back as we walked along the pathway between the garden. It would pain me to say no to Doris but it was what I have to do.

"Sydney ," Doris finally called, her voice was a soothing bal