After Leah finished up her eggs and toast she offered her bacon to Amy, explaining she still couldn’t quite manage it…not with last night still so fresh in her mind. Amy didn’t push and instead helped herself.
There was no sense in wasting food and Leah had agreed to go see a doctor with her. She’d pick her battles for now.
An hour after breakfast, they’d packed their bags back up and tossed them into the back of Amy’s faded red Land Rover so they could head back to town.
“Still a bit surprised you drive this thing,” Leah admitted as she climbed in, “it has to be, what, thirty years old? Where did you even find it?”
“Oliver? My dad bought him for me years ago. Very reliable if you’re willing to do a bit of your own work you know, and I mostly use him to drive out to the cabin or trips
