°°later that Night °°

Beth lay in between Asher’s arm, her face buried into his side as he wrapped a protective arm around her small frame, holding her to his large body.

"So what happened next?" Beth asked, enjoying the story Asher was telling her about his late wife, Macy.

Asher let out a sigh, not sure if he wanted to continue telling her about his late wife but somehow talking about everything that had happened had somehow gotten them close.

"Macy didn’t deserve to die the way she did. She was the sweetest and most selfless I have never met and your father took that from me." Asher said...