Because of this, they never ran out of vegetables or fruit.

After a little over a month, Dean's leg was finally healed.

Not long after, he was out again making house calls, while Maja stayed home to hold down the fort.

One afternoon, as Dean listened to an old man's lungs, the elderly man grabbed his hand, his smile toothless but bright. "Dean, that girl of yours is something special. When are you two going to make it official? Think this old man could have a drink at your wedding before I'm gone?"

Dean smiled as he listened to the man breathe. "Don't worry, sir, you'll definitely get to toast at my wedding. But you have to take care of yourself, all right?"

The old man looked reassured. Once outside, Dean turned serious with the family. "He's not doing so well. Keep his spirits up, but I think you should take him to the hospital in town soon."

He prescribed some medicine to ease the old man's symptoms and suggested they let him rest for a while.

Dean helped the family find a car to get the old man to the hospital. Since he knew the patient's situation best, he'd be going with them.

stopped at his house to grab some cash. "Maja, do you need anything? I'm heading

thanks," she

don't feel like cooking, just

Dean was gone, leaving Maja alone in the

over in pain. The symptoms were familiar, and although Maja wasn't a doctor, she bravely fetched the medicine, remembering how

on the bed, the

eased. Maja checked on them, then went back to reading Dean's old medical

to this place-no phone, no internet-books had ĕ become her only entertainment. She read, tearned about herbs, practiced

to the sweet dream she'd had earlier: she was a kid

her

Annie, are

"Emmery, can you get us

didn't move at first,

a cup,

looked up at her. "Do you

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