Not really fond of gardens or patio dining, Jane made sure to choose a strategic seat. Facing the house rather than the yard, helped her fade out all the disturbing variables such as plants and beetles. Sitting closer to Vera was a reassurance she had long ago accepted without truly understanding it and sitting in the shade was mere precautions to protect her fair skin.
"And if I add one more rock, how many do we have?" She added a smooth rock to the little pile they had been accumulating and she looked at her nephew expectantly. Sitting close to Louis was a little worrying given how unpredictable children could be, but so far the little boy had been rather agreeable.