The house was not big nor spacious, but it's wide enough to contain a large nuclear family, it was a bungalow. As she stared at the house, she realized nothing had changed, it's still the same old house she had grown to know.
Except, of course, for the plants and trees —they have grown taller and the flowers that served as exterior decorations too. The faint smells from the flowers and with that of the plants rendered the air. Ciara sniffed it in slowly with a soft smile on her face, she had missed this familiar scent as it filled her nostrils.
She pushed the wooden gate open, gaining full entrance into the small compound, feeding her eyes with the sight of the surrounding again —memories of when she was younger came flooding in.
“Ah —look who is here, much earlier than predicte
