Nora shot him a glare, grabbed the army coat, and left.
"Scarf."
After taking just a couple of steps, Pedro reminded her.
Nora paused for a moment but didn't turn around, pretending not to hear, and continued walking forward.
Soon, she heard a soft sigh, and the scarf was tossed over by Pedro.
Nora still didn't look back, but she reached out in time to catch the scarf, wrapping it around her neck several times.
She wrapped herself in the army coat and walked out the door.
In the living room, Pedro looked in the direction of the door, his gaze unclear.
*
Just as she stepped out the door, a fierce wind swept across her face, and the surrounding warmth was utterly consumed.
Nora pulled the scarf up, covering her chin and lips, and tightened the army coat around her.
She actually hadn't decided where to go.
Pure frustration clouded her mind, and not wanting to stay with Pedro, she simply went out for a walk to organize her complex thoughts.
