And then a lady stepped out of the range rover...
The lady was beautiful, one could tell that by a single look, her mid-back sandy brown hair, her almond shaped eyes adorned with beautiful facial lines which were absolutely beautiful, her mesmerizing hazel eyes which were strict, yet kind, just for those who were on her good books. Her face was crinkly, so were her hands, but each line tells its own tale, tells how hard you laughed when a loved one cracked a joke for you, tells how hard you cried when a loved one left you, tells the rough phase your hands went through, when you made different things for your loved ones.
Tells how much of the world you have seen, tells how acquainted you are with the life, with survival, with love, and with yourself.
She was roughly 5' feet tall, shorter
