In the garden not so far away from the cemetery lies a young girl of age thirteen. In the middle of the garden was a table, and surrounding the table were four chairs, with her occupying one of them. On each chair was a table napkin and on the table had a tea cup and small saucer, with small spoons. At the center of the table, was a teapot with two teapot-like porcelain materials that holds crème and sugar cubes. A small vase with a white rose was placed to make it look more decent and 'fancy'.
She smiled at the table with her sweet, innocent face. Rose petals were all over the grass as she skipped merrily. She stopped skipping as a young man went near her.
"If you'd be so delighted, I would like to join you." He said, bowing. She paused for a little minute and smiled sweetly. She offered the young man a seat and poured tea in his cup. The sweet aroma of lavender tea made it so tempting to stay in the garden for a little while
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