"Serena, are you eating?"

Oscar's hand still held the icy candy cane, staring at her curiously.

Serena took it and bit into one before looking away, "Is it true what you said about the car coming in a month?"

Oscar rubbed his head, his eyes confused, "I think so, I can't be wrong on my calendar."

Serena didn't say anything, at this moment, she had no other choice but to wait in peace and quiet.

The string of icing she ate slowly, and sat on this boulder until the last of the golden light was gone as well, and then she got up, patted the dust from her clothes, and...