When There Is Nothing Left But Love

It seemed to be Ashton and Rachel.

Rachel spoke in a delicate voice. “Mr. Fuller, you didn’t have to come with me. This orchard is not that far away, so I’m fine being alone. It’s better if you stay with Mr. Oberick and keep him company.”

Ashton replied softly, “It’s fine. The paths are slippery so it’s not that safe for you to come alone.”

Rachel then broke out into a light smile as her eyes shone brightly, probably because Ashton’s words had been very warming to hear.

Feeling as though I was a third wheel, I prepared to leave.

However, Ashton suddenly called on me. “Ms. Stovall, have you finished picking the fruits?”

Stunned, I looked into my empty plastic bag and laughed. “Not yet. Aren’t you picking some with Ms. Zimmer? I don’t think Mr. Oberick needs that many, so I’ll just leave first!”

“Since you’re already here and the weather is so hot, why don’t you pick a few more back and share them with the rest?” said Rachel, as she deliberately moved closer to Ashton, as if she were afraid that I would not be able to see how close they were.

I nodded and replied indifferently, “Sure, I’ll pick some then!”

As I walked around the orchard, I managed to find a pear tree that looked rather healthy and was at the right height for me to reach.

one too. She then wiped it clean for a long time before taking a bite. She scrunched up her face as she said, “It’s really sour. Who’s going

for words. Then, I looked at her and said, “Someone else will eat them. If it’s too sour for you, go pick

to shout, “These

so naturally, it got a lot of sunlight. However, it was not that simple to pluck fruits

trees!” I replied, not planning to carry on the conversation

at me with a shocked expression and continued, “Mr. Fuller told me that you grew up in the countryside. Don’t tell me you can’t even

man in question was nowhere in sight. Frowning, I looked at her and said, “Did

be expected. “Yeah, he told me so much

and hummed in

to block my way. “The fruits on this tree are definitely sweet. Why can’t you just climb up to pluck a few? You’re

said, “You have hands and feet too. Why don’t you climb up and pick them? Since you think it’s so

What a crazy woman!

not find words to refute me and could only curse at me

I was not in the mood to continue talking to her. I just wanted to pick some

of fruits. He looked at us and asked,

strutted to Ashton and continued, “Look at the pears on this tree! They look so

little tall though,

that Ms. Stovall liked to climb trees, so