Athena swung the mall's white polythene bag in her hand, containing her children's favorite cereals, as she walked the remaining distance home.
The cab driver, whom she had patronized after shopping, had suddenly developed a fault with his car while on their journey; and because she felt the urge to walk, she had accepted his apology, refused the cash he handed her, and started walking home.
After all, there was nothing like an evening walk, to cool one's head. And her head, for one, really needed cooling.
She had been recovering from Ewan's visit when she had seen the news of the impending press conference.
Was that why he had left the press to tear his company apart? What was he going to say at the conference? She had wondered, after seeing the news.
Even now, the thought hasn't left her mind.
Just then, she saw a crowd of people gathered around a famous restaurant.
What was going on?
