Analepsis:
She went to the like a passage way towards the inside of the house. Her eyes wandered around. What a nice house. Her father is following her, he’s tailing her. Tailing… She turned to him to see what he is doing. It’s not a long-time smile isn’t it? She began to worry about his father who smiled a lot this day of their visit. 
She turned her head. It’s better to be safe. She needs to watch we she is going. What if she stumbled upon something and fell? Hitting her face to be in touched with the ground, she started eyeing it. This doesn’t look like a soft one.
 
If she accidentally fell and hit her face, she will outrun her mother. She will forestall her from having early facial surgery than her. A smile appeared on her. She began shaking her. Why is her mother that obsessed about it anyway? 
Her eyes turned forward, a woman is walking towards to them. She stopped her tracks and looked at her. Shinai retorted to give her the same thing too. Both began eyeing each other from head to toe. She then stopped what she was doing. She arched an eyebrow at her and started wrinkling her nose. She then stopped the gesture-she can feel her nose went bigger for a while because of what did. She grimaced and made a slightly off expression before looking at the woman in front of her who’s still keeping up with the “head to toe” thing.
Pursing her lips, Shinai started showing the girl one of her fake smile she mastered to give people who give her the feelings that something’s off with the personality. She then turned her head when her father began laughing. Walking with her father’s arm around her shoulder, her father smiled at the woman, said something before they continue to walk inside the house. 
Upon their walk still following through the trail of the entrance, an old man turned his head at them. He was watering the plants with the garden hose. He went towards them, still holding the hose on his hand.
She looked around and she can see are all greens. 
How earthy this place is! She said to herself before looking at the man who’s smiling at her. She cannot complain. She liked how the place looked. She loved Mother Earth! There’s no hate now. 
“So this her?” The old man asked. He showed another smile as his eyes went to stare at Nai. 
The scanning of the eyes are a bit different from the way the woman looked at her earlier. She smiled back at the old man.
She has a soft spot towards old people that look like a grandpa or a grandma. She also has other spots for living beings such as animals and plants. She can only question herself when it comes to having a soft spot for other the other rank of people that exist within the society. That is such a questionable one for her. 
“Yes, father.” His father moved to hug the old man. He looked at Nai with the same look of urging her to scoot closer from the way he moved his head. 
Nai did it. She went closer. The old man smiled. 
“Can I hug you?” The old man asked softly. 
Not knowing what to answer even it’s such an easy question, Shinai only nod at the old man. The old man wrapped his arms around her. 
“She had grown so much, Kievan.” The man mentioned her father’s name. He sound delighted from his utterance. 
She stared to her father again. Giving him a look, Nai’s lip moved, gently puckering her lip, trying to get her to understand that she was pointing at the old man. Her father gave out another smile in return.
 
“Just hug him, Nai.” His father urged. “He is your grandfather. He added. His stare’s warm. He tenderly stared at his daughter and his father hugging in front of him. He adored it a bit too much that he can feel his eyes getting wet. He gently turned his back at Shinai and try crumpling the hem of his shirt to wipe his eyes with it. 
The old man released Shinai from the hugged. He’s still smiling. “Bring her in, Kievan.” The old man told before eyeing Nai again and urging her to go inside the house. 
Nai stared at the front door that is already open then stared the old man and eyed her father. Looking at her father who showed her the same expression, she then went inside. The interiors looked quite vintage for her, just like how the doorway look when she stared at it earlier. She even saw words that were engraved on its edges. The inside showed her how it was made of high quality materials. 
Her let her eyes roam, only to see a white Chihuahua under the sofa. She stared at the dog. It looks cute. Such a cute small thing, she wanted to pet it. But then her mind stopped her because the fact that it’s a Chihuahua it made her rethink the thought of petting it.
They’re known for having high-tempers. Their neighbour’s dog has 3 chihuahuas and they were aggressive dogs. She remembered the exact way it bit its owner when he tried to stop it from pissing on his petunias. The dog was harsh in biting its owner’s nose. No displayed of remorse from the dog, only wickedness. She pitied the Mr. Gust especially his nose from receiving the violent attack from his small Chihuahua. She started shaking her head upon remembing poor Mr. Gust. Despite from his everyday complains on his dogs, he still loves them. 
“You can pet her, she doesn’t bite.” It was from an old woman this time. 
Nai failed to take notice that the woman was on the other cushion, she was too focus on the dog and thinking about their neighbour and his dog. Shinai doesn’t know how to react.
She stared at the woman.
She’s wearing a casual house dress. It’s full length nightgown based on how Nai sees it. The prints of floral looked fun. The daisies were dancing it was dispense around the dress. 
The woman was sitting to straight, hands placed above her thighs. There was a hand held fan waiting to be waved back-and-forth to create airflow that is waiting on her side. She looked to the side only to see a guy sleeping. She wanted to hit her head with the sight she is seeing. The guy looked like he’s sleeping on his back. She observed him. He wasn’t sleeping. He’s acting like he’s asleep!” 
“Now. Why don’t you take a sit child and let’s have a talk of exchange.” The woman said as she extended her arms towards an empty spot in the cushion beside the Chihuahua. 
Nai stared at her and towards the soft empty spot of the sofa. She doesn’t know whether to feel scared for the way the woman said her words. It sounded that they were about to have a deep conversation. Or to feel scared for the Chihuahua that will either let her sit or to attack her with a bite.