Solo trip

Esme was continuously blushing as this family trip was refreshing her memories of solo trip.

she remembered how she was unwilling to share her charismatic trip with anybody else so she took boyish look from her stylist.. and complete dressing like boys, and how exactly she looked like a boy..

not only this she used bike to travel there. although she was sure that it was actualy stunning task

well,

It was her first experience of such an out thing.. what she wished was a trip, where she could enjoy fully, and lonely so she thought saffer and non judgeable just with this boyish look.

even she didn't inform her parents, atleast they would never agree to let her go alone even if she was a boy. her brother was even never allowed. so secretly moving was the only option, she was never that much daring ever before but may be it was her dream, so she dared to do everything just to fulfil it, for her it was an actual reclusive journey.

she further remembered about the most scary scene. when she had to pass through a bridge and her head swirled as the bridge was hanging by strings..

she just stood in side of the bridge holding it and unable to take even a single step ahead.

she could still feel the whirling sensation in her body but with that she was over conscious about crosing it again because she was actually scared to cross it, even last time she was about to get back just to avoid crosing that bridge. but then she closed her eyes and a hand supported her, and in this way she reached the other side.

while, she was still in her thoughts her father started calling names of her siblings and said

"are we here to sleep"

gradually everyone woke up

and Esme came in senses from her thoughts..