The next morning is chilly.
This morning, little May is still out cold when I wake up, curled up snuggling the bunny that I repaired the night before using borrowed string and stuffing.
I'm pleased she trusted me.
I stretch as I pull myself up.
Lucas is up. He's sitting next to Roland. They're talking quietly.
The two men break off conversation when they notice me.
I wave. "Morning."
Roland returns the gesture with a lazy wave of his own.
"Diane!" Lucas springs to his feet excitedly and rushes over to throw his arms around me as soon as I get within reaching distance.
The sudden contact nearly sends me reeling backwards into the dirt.
"Ngh.." I grunt in mild irritation but return his embrace briefly nonetheless, returning some of his enthusiasm albeit with considerably less fanfare than he displays.
Celeste smiles to herself and continues packing.
