Chapter 122 Heading Home
- “Okay, I’ll end the call then,” I replied.
- Looking at the rockery in the backyard, my heart raced as if someone was gently squeezing it. It hurt a little, but I felt touched.
- Ashton was good at taking care of others. I had known that a long time ago. If someone had a place in his heart, he would take care of that person until that person knew not how to do anything.