I’m in here for hours helping out in the garden. Samantha and I have completely picked the beans clean. We have moved to washing the 14 buckets of our harvest.
"This is incredible," I muse while washing the last of them.
"Yes, Logan built this greenhouse before he did any other building. I think he plans on putting a better heating system so we can have growth all winter," she smiles at me.
"He truly is an incredible Alpha, outlast Alpha…," he looks away like she's deep in thought. My heart hurts because I know that look all too well.
"You are not there anymore," I say reaching out and grabbing her hand. She looks back at me with a tear in her eye, "it's hard sometimes, to just move on," I nod in agreement.
I know exactly how that is, and I wish I could give her some sort of comfo
