The Pack House courtyard was a large rectangular enclosure. Outdoor tables and chairs skirted along concrete pavers, their pale yellow umbrellas lapping mildly in the afternoon breeze. The sidewalk trailed around twenty yards of grass and trees, where people spread out in various activities, picnicking on blankets, socializing. A large aluminum window-shutter was peeled back at the far end of the courtyard, revealing a concession stand serving a variety of food and drinks.
Grace had guided Gabriella to an aluminum picnic table near the entrance; it was as far as Gabriella wanted to go outside. Her eyes were locked onto a very large grey wolf that lay next to an older woman in the grassy area. The wolf looked to be asleep while the woman gently stroked its back.
Conflicted
