Under the pouring rain, with her bones trembling, body shivering, she stood with her father and listened with great curiosity. "This is just a place you know. A visit. A pass through." Her forehead creased in bewilderment, without knowing what he meant about it. The rain poured along with the wind, drenching her clothes, almost sweeping the umbrella she held.
Then she thought about the possibilities that were ahead of her including the doors of opportunities that were waiting for her to be unlocked but she sighed in defeat knowing that she would never get a straight answer from her father. And so she decided to turn around still holding the umbrella tightly around her hand to walk towards the house and have a rest. It was an excruciating day and she was too sick of his riddles but she was brought to stop when he suddenly said, "Nobody stays here. If you can leave, you will leave."