“All right,” Jack said once he set the mugs away. “All ready?”
Seeing she was, he pulled his snow boots back on and grabbed a scarf that had been hanging on a peg for a while. He dusted it off, wrapped it around his neck, and it isn’t long until the two are walking out of the house towards the road. “Like I said, it’s not too far. A brisk walk, and we’re there.”
Katelynn walked ahead of him, arms spread and stretching, enjoying being outside again, kicking her legs in the snow, watching it launch in front of her. Being with Jack, she knew she shouldn’t be embarrassed to just be herself, to enjoy the little things in life as she did. And although she was an adult, it didn’t mean there was anything wrong with acting like a kid sometimes.
This whole trip was turning her into one big kid..well petite kid.
“Is it family owned? If it is, do you think the same people you knew from long ago still work there? Is it the store to other people who live around here?”
“The market is where a lot of farmers near here sell their wares.” Jack explains as he follows her, smiling as he watches her kick at the snow. “A-and yeah, most of them have always been there. Let’s see… Mrs. Lee has been baking bread with her husband forty years now…”
Jack Maple 