Gabriella sat with Grace outside in the Pack House courtyard. The Healer had brought a large patchwork blanket this time and spread it out on the grassy section, so they chose a spot a little away from most of the people and sat down. The Healer brought a picnic basket to eat an early dinner. When Grace began laying out the fried chicken, Gabriella inhaled the savory aroma and inwardly admitted it may be ok to eat something today.
Laying sprawled out on her back, elbows propped up, she leaned her head enough to look up at the sky. The sun felt amazing on her skin; she closed her eyes, basking in the warmth.
Although the sentiment was nice, with Grace getting her out of the Pack House and out into the fresh air, it didn’t matter where she was. Her thoughts were always with h
