Amaris
Zane says, surprising me once again when I find his face softened with compassion.
I nod, muttering, "thank you." My own eyes beginning to fill with tears at their emotional response to my loss.
"Come on," Zach says, wrapping his arm around my shoulders. "The pack house is right up ahead." As he says this, he points to a massive three-story log cabin that resembles something that I've only seen in vacation home ads.
"Do you guys live here?" I ask, still gawking at the sight before me.
"Yeah, pretty cool, huh?" Zach chuckles when he sees my face. "Okay, Guppie, better close that mouth before you start catching flies."
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