Sara Anderson was walking with her head down as she made her way towards the library from her dormitory. The usually beautiful girl looked haggard and even introverted, unlike the Sara of the past who loved to flaunt her beauty and craved attention. Distracted with thoughts of her studies, she failed to notice the woman who had come to stop in front of her.
She tightened the coat around her body, to ward off the chill of the wind and rubbed her hands together before she almost walked into the woman blocking her way.
Apologizing, she tried to sidestep the person, only for the person to block her path. Frowning, she looked up at the person, only to step back as she finally realized who it was.
Her hands tightened around the strap of her bag and she gave her mother a strained smile," Mom! How are you here? What are you doing here on this cold day."