For most of her youth her mother discouraged her from hanging out with other kids. Being a big girl didn’t help. Her only form of contact with the outside world had been volunteering at the local animal adoption center.
There, she’d hugged puppies and kittens. She’d fallen for the sweet helpless animals. It was there she realized she liked cats.
Though solitary, cats could be very loyal. She’d grown up to love cats and had adopted a few of her own the moment she’d moved out. Her cats were the only thing she had. Without a man or children, her hissy kitties took up her time. They gave her the attention she hadn’t gotten from her mother or her previous relationships.
Tynder smiled and pointed to the woods.
“I’m happy to help.”
She decided that she would trust Tynder. Not because he had
