Eleanor looked at the sky and then went upstairs for a black umbrella.
On the way to the cemetery, she happened to pass by a flower shop. Eleanor went in and bought two bunches of white daisies.
The cemetery was quite a distance away from the center of Pittsburgh. Eleanor rented a car, and it took her about an hour to drive there.
Upon arriving at the cemetery, she got out of the car, clutching the bouquets of daisies.
The fine rain fell gently, pattering softly on the daisy petals like morning dew, glistening and clear.
Climbing up the stairs, Eleanor stopped in front of a grave.
On the tombstone in front of her was engraved her mother's name. Chloe was a woman of unparalleled kindness.
Even though Eleanor had grown up without a father, Chloe had never complained about the hards
