Spencer saw a beautiful young lady pulling weeds in a vegetable patch, incredibly focused on her task at hand.

The sun had climbed to its peak by then, its unforgiving heat causing a sheen of sweat to appear on Ashlyn’s forehead.

Suddenly, Ashlyn’s hand shot out before her.

Spencer noticed she had a fat, green caterpillar pinched between her fingers.

Then, she promptly threw the caterpillar on the ground and stepped on it.

The bug just died.

Ashlyn continued weeding afterward, and Spencer could not help but take a video of her with his phone.

Half an hour passed before Ashlyn finally stood up.

She called out to Ian, who was inside the house. “I’m leaving, Old Mr. Leno! See you tomorrow.”

After dusting the dirt off her hands, she washed her hands using a faucet in the yard before heading for the gate.

Spencer standing outside. He hesitated before

great for the mind and body.” While trying to dry

had almost trickled to her

hurriedly opened

ached at how tired

Old

Ashlyn said, “He agreed. Bring Mr. Nolan

you?” asked Spencer confusedly. Isn’t Ms.

the sweat on her forehead and tossed the soiled tissues into the

drove off. The Leno residence fell

of the house with

saw the plastic

patch was wet as though

was the perfect amount of moisture for his vegetables without

about wet soil on his

a great job tidying the patch, and she had even placed some rods in the ground to support the green bean vines, allowing them to snake upward as

not

What can she not

the friend Ashlyn had mentioned. What kind of friend must he or she be for that young woman

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