"Coffee is so delicious, aunt" taking a sip from the coffee mug, Vihaan looked at Shana's mother seated to the right of him.
It was six in the morning and, all of them, i.e.., Shana's parents, her brother, Shana and Vihaan, were seated on the lawn surrounded by fences and plants.
The lawn was clean, and every plant and tree was cropped to their finest as if someone had taken good care of them.
And, Vihaan had come to know who the caretaker was the day before evening after they had arrived at Shana's parents.
The flight was neither boring nor adventurous. They had not spoken much after the discussion about the rule, and a few minutes later, Shana had slept, only to wake up on reaching Australia.
Reaching her home, they had talked a little after the dinner and, at that moment, he had come to know about Shana's father's interest in gardening.
But, the conversation was not double-sided.
