Chapter 8
Macey came home from church and decided to spend a few hours in the garden if she could stand the heat for that long. Digging in the earth, pulling weeds, planting new seedlings of her favorite seasonal flowers, always reenergized her, though in this sweltering weather, she’d have to make sure to take plenty of breaks. The pond next to her flower garden looked inviting, but she’d never attempted to swim in it before. Days like this, she wished she could afford a swimming pool, though Fluffy didn’t mind jumping into the murky water and splashing around, turning her white fur to a brownish grime and making Macey consider asking Sam if he still wanted to wash something of hers.
As she worked, tilling the earth to make an opening for a bulb, she thought back to the conversation she
