His feet lead him to a path paved with broken blocks that made with concrete. The tall trees surround him, their canopies cast shadow against the glare of the sun. Behind him, against the soft touch of the wind and cheerful tweet of the songbird, he can feel his lover's (his sister's) gaze and hear the tip tap of her shoes when it meets the hard surface. That time, he can't imagine a moment happier than this.














