C32 SECRET WOUNDS - BOOK 1

Humming to herself, Abigale strutted leisurely down the path towards the meadow. It was a beautiful day to be outdoors. She relished in Mother Nature and its intricacies, but most of all in this cloudless day. The sun was shining brightly but was not unbearable. With a straw basket and a knife in her hands, she stopped every few minutes to trim flowers and plants alike