Aubrey felt like the wind had gotten knocked out of her body.
A flood of memories both sweet and bitter came rushing back to her mind.
She slowly bent over to pick up the flowers under the watchful eye of Celeste.
"Erm… were those here just a moment ago?" Celeste paused as she suddenly looked embarrassed. "Don't tell me they came from your brother..?"
Aubrey weakly shook her head as she bent over to pick up the surprise memento. "They're from my mom.."
At first, Celeste was confused but then recalled that there was another who held that title besides the friendly ghost floating around downstairs.
"Oh… I see. It's been a while since you heard from her, right?"
Aubrey nodded.
Celeste noticed the card that came with the roses. The sweet writing was very touching.
"Are you.. still upset with her?" She asked.
Aubrey didn't know how to answer that.