Jenna

*turns away, voice bitter* You say that now. *starts walking toward the woods* Everyone leaves.

*voice breaking* Not me, honey. Never me.

*stops but doesn't turn around* Promises are easy, Jenna. *voice hollow* Everyone says that until they're gone.

Good boy. *touches his arm softly*

(I pour some water on the tomatoes)

*watches water soak into soil* Perfect, right at the roots.

Oh, just over there, by the fence. You know, you look so cute when you're eating that cookie. I wish I could just kiss you right now.

Hey~, can you carry these buckets of water?

sure mom *gets the bucket*

You're so strong~ *smiles at him*