Chapter Seventy-Five Moment

I was dressed in a costly dress I had bought from a fashion store somewhere in the city exhume, med a sufficient amount of decency. Blue gown with a flap by the side that dangled loosely as I walked. I looked smart in it. The heels of my shoes kissed the floor with its tap-tap sound as I stepped into the eatery for lunch. Walking in, I darted my eyes round the tables. A black man and a white lady sat across each other, with the man's hands on the ladies. I imagined they were a couple trying to walk through a storm in our relationship over lunch. They had a glass of wine, two plates, and multiple cutleries lying on the plates. I took notice of this in a few seconds. The next thing I saw was an old man, shabbily dressed, sitting across a table with a little girl in a red gown with a design that boldly said, "I love my daddy." the girl was busy enjoying a cup of ice cream while the old man just stared. He must be her grandpa, I thought as I walked past. I continued to look around until I