Childlike

I wasn’t just trying to distract him when I suggested walking in the garden. I really did want to see it with him. As much time as I’d spent in the garden the first few days, that's how little I’d spent in it these last few. 

Not that it really mattered. It’s not like much had changed. I could barely even tell that the gardeners had been here, but I guess that was the point. Maintain it, not change it.

Besides, it’s not like I really wanted it to change either. The way the flowers swayed and danced in the wind’s gentle breeze, the sweet scent of roses surrounding us, the warmth of the afternoon sun as it started to slowly dip lower in the sky. It rem