The young girl visited her grandmother during the summer vacation, in order to spend more time with the older, and wiser woman who ended up telling her granddaughter a wonderful story from the early days of her teenage hood, whilst sewing. Molly listens cautiously, keeping in mind every retail told by her beloved grandmother, but eventually slips into a peaceful and dreamless slumber on the maroon couch, next to the elderly woman who slips the blanket she had been sewing on Molly, kissing her cheek afterwards, while a gentle rain starts pouring its crystaline drops over the sleepy Earth.
