On the other hand, Gabriel had been gone for quite a long time. She wondered how he was doing and whether he would be coming back. The brush in her hand paused. She felt a sense of loss like the gusts of wind outside which had been blowing away the fallen leaves and racking up dust in its path.
Suddenly, the sound of raindrops falling could be heard coming from the outside.
She set her paintbrush down and walked to the window. She was lost in her thoughts as she stared at the dim street lights while they shone on their surroundings. Occasionally, the wind would blow at the remaining one or two fallen leaves left on the footpath.
She put on a coat and walked out of the house. The late autumn wind blew on her body which brought along a sense of a sad desolation. She picked up a piece of y
