we followed and i could see our reflections in the large panes of glass fronting his study-the decaying man who stiffened his back to the wind as his raincoat flapped around him and his cane searched for purchase on the frozen lawn ; on his left , a small , beautiful woman with dark hair blowing across her cheeks and the ravages of loss in her face ; and on his right , a man in his early thirties wearing a baseball cap , leather jacket , and jeans , a slightly confused expression on his face as he looked at the two proud , but damaged people beside him .