We woke up the next morning. I thought a lot after I got home last night. I wanted to use cherry blossoms, but I haven't found the courage to learn about it yet.
The weather was good. While Brave was in the shower, I went out to the garden. I sat in the shade of the fig tree. Cesur's house was small, but his garden was beautiful. It had a large area, and where the grass ended, a large forest stretched. Although it was scary at times, it was like home to me now.
I sat back and watched the garden. I dreamed that a little girl and boy were running in the garden. They were falling and rolling while trying to catch each other.
This thought made me smile. Between the imaginary chirping of the two children, I heard Cesur's footsteps. He was walking towards me when I opened my eyes.
"Were you sleeping?" he asked smiling.
