Berton's POV

　　After breakfast, Emily and I walked to the car together. I wanted her to join me in the office this morning to further help with making me feeling a lot better for the rest of the day. The sun was high in the sky now and cast a warm glow across the Packhouse garden that wasn't from the garage. The sight was one for sore eyes and I couldn't wait to come here with her some day. That would be perfection, I thought. Thinking about what it would feel like being in a ...