Hunting, gardens, and big picture-perfect houses were the image of neighborhood; In a spring time environment, fresh air with a sweet nature smell; and along with these images, a well-tempered family of four. That last detail was not the case for Ms. Lauranne.
Divorced, kids grown up and left for college far away at famous schools; Not much of a fan of hunting, leaving just the gardening; Hater of news and modern television, leaving only reading, and a somewhat painful silence in the large rooms and halls. An empty nest, with not much hope for more life.
And still there was Ms. Lauranne, clearly fit for more love and a family if she would chose, even as unlikely as that would be.
So she begins to act different, as all do when seperated from society and social interaction. She becomes less private, goes just a bit longer before changing from the robe post-shower. Doesn’t lock the door quite as often. Craves more ‘fringe’ content on the internet, especially during private time, which has turned more or less, into all the time.