IN HIS SIGHT :- PART ONE.

Hello !!! This is the first part of IN HIS SIGHT. Just in case you haven't read the prologue you can do so here
Prologue

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She had been driving for over two hours now and she knew she was lost, looking out her window she tried to see if she could remember anything about Rosewood. It had changed. All of it. the town used to be a lovely place, lots of lights, lots of hospitality. It didn't take much for you to take a walk and fall in love with the Main street: all you need is a couple of friends, a shaded porch, a six-pack of pale ale,and nothing but time to kill for you to think "damn, I could really get used to living this way ".
Driving past a tall building, Leah pulled to a halt and came down. It was freezing and the double sided winter coat, jean and boots she wore did nothing to shield her from the cold. She looked around her, to her left was something that looked like a cafe and to her right the building looked more like a motel than a house. There was barely a single soul on the street and just a street sign pointing left that read " Dreams Reserve". That's where she was headed she thought walking back to her car.
She tried to start the engine and it gave a loud screeching sound, moved a little and came to a halt as smoke puffed out of the bonnet.

"What the hell !!" she exclaimed coming down the second time. What was she going to do now ?, she barely even knew where she was. Swearing she pulled the bonnet open and coughed as a blast of smoke hit her face.
Confused she picked her bag from the front seat, banged the door and headed right towards the reserve. She had walked for about thirty minutes when she saw a truck driving towards her. Happily she waved, jumping so whoever was driving would take mercy and notice.
The car pulled to a halt and a head popped out "Are you lost ?". The man asked.
Leah breathe out in relief, she couldn't had made it further than this she thought before answering " I am actually " she laughed a little and tucked a loose curl of her chestnut brown hair behind her hair.
" I was headed to the reserve "
" Visiting ? "
She shook her head " I'm looking for someone... Samuel Bower.... his family worked for the Fischer's " she said digging her hands deeper into her coat in order to warm up.
" Well you in luck lady " The man said smiling, flashing sets of brown teeth an alternate result of possible smoking habits.
" hop in and I'll take ya right to the Bower's "
It was almost an hour later when Gregory pulled to a halt in front of the house. Although they should have arrived way sooner if he hadn't stopped first to refill his tank and then to pick up groceries. " My wife wouldn't do the shopping .... she loves to garden " he told her obviously proud and still in love with her after fifty years. He had even shown her a picture they had taken together, he carried it everywhere.
The compound was a far cry from what Leah remembered when she had lived here, the garden was kept neat as always and the lawn mowed. She remembered playing alone here while her grandmother picked flowers and put in a basket. She had been a florist and Leah thought that if only she had stayed a little she would have learnt quite a great deal from her. She stood at a distance and watched as old Greg walked on the door and opened it gently beckoning her to follow suit as she remembered his word's earlier.

" The Bower's no longer reside here.......only their first son,and he is a bit of a loner".

" Sam ..... " Greg said as a young man approached them smiling, he was dressed in faded jeans and a white shirt, his golden brown hair hung shortly around the nape of his neck and his smile was every bit of what she remembered from the little time they had spent together as kids.
His southern accent was clearer now and his eyes hadn't changed to. Engrossed in her thoughts Leah didn't notice that Samuel had asked her a question and the two men had turned their attention to her.
She laughed nervously and coughed a little " I'm sorry you were saying?"
" Gregory said you wanted to meet " he said
" Oh...yes.. I mean.... I'm Leah Steele and I was uhmmmm directed here by Pearl Bower, your mother" she said stumbling with words.
" You are the tour guide she spoke about " he stated and extended his hand for a shake which she accepted without hesitation.
Sam showed her to a room where she would reside for the time being, they stayed in the attic of the house since it was still under renovation and they scheduled a meeting time for the next day so he could introduce her to the people she would be working with. He hadn't bothered to engage in small talk she thought as she removed her coat and unzipped her pants. The bed was laid with fresh sheets and was very massive. The direct opposite of the crammed up bed she had had in the apartment where she had spent the last two months. The moment her head touched the pillows she slid into a dreamless sleep.

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