Not far away, a woman with a basket on her arm held a long, thin white cane, tapping it gently on the ground as she slowly felt her way forward.
The woman's clothes were worn and faded, but she herself was immaculate. Her face, however, was etched with the hardships of time. Streaks of white ran through the hair tied back behind her head, and her gray-white eyes were devoid of light. Her features suggested she was a gentle and kind woman.
The woman couldn't see Celeste Grant and the others, so she continued tapping her cane, cautiously making her way toward them.
Just then, Celeste Grant saw Nana Warren's line of kinship connect with the blind woman's. The line, which had been faint, suddenly flared with a bright light.
She glanced from the woman to Leo, who was standing beside her. She was certain now: they were mother and daughter. Leo and the blind woman had a striking resemblance around the eyes; anyone who saw them together would know they were related.
