She watched him hold the rose. "Mother truly is a great women. She took so much care with us all." Selma added as Life turned around. He took her hand and led her more into the garden. Selma looked at all the flowers she could. Her eyes would stop at a few. Admiring the shapes and colors. Life seemed lost in his own little world now.
"I do wonder from time to time." Selma answered looking at the old gate. Selma was scared to venture out into the world though. Were there other places fighting the same way she grew up with? The thought scared her. She looked up at Life and calmed herself down though. "I am a bit scared of the thought though" She told him honestly. She looked to where he was pointing and saw a beautiful flower. It was mixed with the others. Selma walked up to it, careful not to touch the delicate thing. "What is it?" She asked him.