They both looked over their shoulder at the same time. "Of course," Avice said, tilting her head. "This is my mother, Charlotte. Dad's out chopping wood."
Charlotte offered a small grin in return. "Nice to meet you, Tuck. Glad to have you. You can help out in here with us or go ahead and help James. Up to you."
She watched him go momentarily before going back to the food. James in outside, swiftly chopping firewood with one, easy swing.
"Of course," he said warmly, looking around. "I have a spare axe somewhere around here.. Oh, there it is. The wood pile is over there."
He laughed slightly, shaking his head. "I bought flowers from her, actually. Have you been to her shop?"
