Willow pov
Stepping out of the car with her crying baby in her arms the first thing Willow noticed was the weather. It had to be around seventy degrees and sunny which was nice for March compared to Boston. When the car left Boston the high for the day was fifty and Willow was wearing long sleeves with a bundled-up Aspen. Willow took the thick blanket off of Aspen as she thought she might be getting hot. Aspen still had a swaddle on, plus a thick onesie. It didn’t matter as Aspen continued to cry. Willow tried to soothe her and look around her new home. Willow smiled as she saw two low-hanging trees in her yard, one was a Willow tree and the other was a dogwood tree. Willow thought it would be funny if she planted Aspen next to her tree.
“Nice isn’t it?” Her uncle commented over the sc
