Althea continued walking towards her house, until she finally reached the old cottage house.
She sighed, looking at it from a distance. The small house, seemed like a framed scenery to her, that people hung on their walls in their homes, to appease themselves with the beauty of small town, without taking in consideration that vituperations those suffer who live in those cottage boxes.
The fields around the house seemed grown and lush, seemingly looking like it was a harvest season.
She walked up towards the house and got inside, closing the door behind her and not even kept the mind that her mother and sister were also trailing behind her.
The mother and daughter duo remained quite worried for Althea and her skeptic behavior.
She was definitely not acting her usual self and seemed to
