Zepp folded his arms on his chest.Tigthening his scarf and touched the window and moved it to be more space revealed outside.

The dull color of the walls in the old house slightly brighten by some rays of the sun .He looked at the chair and desk against the wall where the note pads stacked and someone who once or twice sat there .The blue cushion placed squarely beneath the desk .And the vase which now vacuous and once was filled with little shrubs ..it's dried now and some parts of it fell on the floor and blown by the wind and he let it that way ..

When he looked out the window again he gasped and instinctively he saw all the things ever happen there around the huge garden.For a moment he turned his attention elsewhere.In the distance he saw a small open space where she once sat on the grassy ground with the shrubs and insect in her hands,smiled and showed him all that with exuberance in her face under the mild afternoon sunray.

Time flies as the old dried lentils and leafy shru