They always said: “Plant something worth keeping, and guard it with all you’ve got.”
Turns out… I did both. And as I took another sip of coffee, I heard Faye’s voice behind the fence, bitter and low:
“God, I wish we’d never moved here.”
I didn’t even turn around. I just smiled and whispered:
“Me too, Faye.”
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