Traci Ashbe Dark Fantasy Author

“Hey, Twiggy. The sod is looking okay.

“What’s that fence doing there?”

“I think it’s to keep us from splashing through the puddles.”

“I’m looking at this grass, Lucy. It looks a lot better than the new stuff.”

“Remember how it looked when it first went in.”

“Oh yeah. I remember.”

“I’m hoping the rest gets to look like this.”

“I think we need to stop worrying about the lawn.”

“You are right, little one. It is on its own now.”

“What are these things, Lucy?”

“Those are hummingbird feeders, Little One.”

“Do we feed everyone around here?”

“No, Little One. Just the hummingbirds.”

“Okay, Lucy. I think I need some lunch.”

“That sounds good to me too. Here let me get the door.”

“I guess we should call the folks Little One unless you can make lunch.”

“Yeah, a real good idea, Lucy. I’ll bark. That always brings them…