“Millie, how are things back home? Did you visit Joan?”

“Home’s a bit damp, but I’m well. I visited Joan and shared dinner at her place. She eagerly awaits your return.”

Grandma’s joy resonated through the phone.

“Tell her I’ll be returning soon.”

After her conversation with Grandma, Millie dialed Marcus.

“Honey.” Marcus’ voice enveloped her as soon as the call connected. With a soft clearing of her throat, Millie expressed, “I arrived around five in the afternoon. Are you home?”

A warm chuckle echoed.

just arrived at my doorstep. Have

Joan’s skill in crafting bread results in delectable delights,” Millie replied, her

sky and the gentle night breeze, Millie

bore the stains of mud. Delia’s surprise greeted their

into a ditch?” she inquired, her gaze sweeping

first,” Laurel

her son, her

fool. Don’t you know that the flowers at the door bring prosperity? Look at what you’ve done!

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