Kat exclaimed, gesturing the wild landscape. “You’ve been here all these weeks?! It’s. . . It’s like living in a fantasy.” Julie pulled her light raincoat tighter about her frame and laughed. “You say that now. A month ago you would have been wondering when you needed to start building the ark.” Stella snorted. “Complain. Complain. Complain. Look around!” Julie grinned. It was true. She’d taken them on a hike with Margaret and the dogs out toward the coast. The salt air was whipping in but the sky was bright blue and the ground was covered in wild flowers and daffodils. Margaret and the dogs were ahead. Even now, it was impossible for the older woman to slow down. “How old is she?” Kat asked.
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