Back at my grandparents ranch the young girl sat on my soft armchair which rested in the reading room. Unnoticed I watched her gaze into the flame of the candle resting on the coffee table in front of her. Eventually, she felt my presence and looked up from the candle to meet my gaze. "Hi Gabriel." She greeted in a soft voice.
"Hello." I answered back in a friendly tone while setting down a tray with hot chocolate and cookies. "I made a cup for you as well." I said while taking my own and sipping down the warmth. Renee's eyes gave off a light twinkle as she reached out for her mug and thanked me. "No problem. What brings you all the way out here though?" I mean it was mid-winter here in Ireland, not exactly visiting weather.
Renee's violet eyes looked down into her cocoa and then around the room before finally resting on mine. I could feel her battling herself to find the right words. Why did she always have to be so precise with what she says? Sometimes it's just best to just say w