[His expression deflates... But then it picks up again and Briar drops to his knees again to chip away at the weeds with a mini-rake. He's determined if nothing else.]
"I'll keep at it until the sun goes down then."
[Through the living room window, Amelia can be seen watching Briar laboring away. She disappears from view while he continues conversing with Henry.]
"Do you like flowers, Henry? What else do you think we should plant?"
[This Briar sounds and acts rather simple so far but his presence feels strange and enchanted even in this memory. Early on, Amelia had no idea what to make of him when he emerged so suddenly, becoming part of her life. In the present, Briar isn't there anymore.
These memories of him are one of the few things she has left.]
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[His expression deflates... But then it picks up again and Briar drops to his knees again to chip away at the weeds with a mini-rake. He's determined if nothing else.]
[Through the living room window, Amelia can be seen watching Briar laboring away. She disappears from view while he continues conversing with Henry.]
[This Briar sounds and acts rather simple so far but his presence feels strange and enchanted even in this memory. Early on, Amelia had no idea what to make of him when he emerged so suddenly, becoming part of her life. In the present, Briar isn't there anymore.
These memories of him are one of the few things she has left.]