Hank’s POV
Running with June was amazing; and Sparrow was amazing too. The beautiful little wolf kept on nipping and teasing Gypsum, driving him crazy as they ran back and forth amongst the trees. ‘I’m in Love.’ Gypsum finally panted, sitting down after we both drank water from a creak.
‘I am too.’ I admitted it to myself and Gypsum, finally realizing what real love looked like. It wasn’t the perfect poise or the schooled words Angelina had. It was rough and sturdy, something that sparked joy and helped you weather sadness. I could see that in June, especially how she responded to the world around her.
‘She wants to go back to the house now, she’s still pretty tired from everything.’ Gypsum let me know, our eyes glued to perfect little wolf as we both got up and shook ourselves, heading
