Even when she could no longer see Bryson's car, Hermione was still standing in the same spot, staring straight in the direction where the car had disappeared.
She could not describe the feeling in her heart. That's a complicated sense mixed with emptiness and loss.
The wind rolled up the leaves, spinning around her feet.
Hermione remained standing for a while, then turned around and returned to Wayne's house.
She took the key and entered the eastern side room. It was Wayne's repair room, which was also the place she spent most of the time when she was a child.
The room was still the same. In the middle, there were two large red wooden tables that were half the height of a person. On the table were broad brushes, goat knives, and other repair tools.
It had not been cleaned for some da
