Afternoon
12:23 PM
Jay quietly glanced at Leo before following his brother's line of sight.
A small smile slowly appeared on his face.
Across the garden, Bella was kneeling beside Nonna in the warm afternoon sunlight. The golden rays filtered through the leaves of the old oak tree, casting dappled shadows across the grass like scattered pieces of gold. The air was filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers and fresh earth. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves, carrying with it the distant sound of birdsong.
The two of them were surrounded by colorful flowers, tiny clay pots, and rows of freshly planted herbs. Marigolds, lavender, rosemary, and chamomile grew in neat lines, their leaves glistening with droplets of water from the morning watering.
