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.

noticed Spencer standing outside. He hesitated before saying,

it’s nothing. Gardening’s great for the mind and body.” While trying to dry her hands, Ashlyn

on her forehead had almost trickled to

they got to the car, Spencer hurriedly opened the door and grabbed some

at how tired

Old Mr. Leno

Bring Mr. Nolan here

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

I have something else to do tomorrow.” Ashlyn dried the sweat on her forehead and tossed the soiled tissues into the car’s trash

started the car and drove off. The Leno residence fell into silence

with an old

patch, filled with doubt. Soon enough, he saw the plastic green trash bin

wet as though

of moisture for his vegetables without turning the surrounding

worry about wet soil on his shoes while

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

not

diligent young woman. What can she not

to feel curious about the friend Ashlyn had mentioned. What kind of friend must he or she be for that young

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