She nodded, observing him. "That sounds good. Is there anything you need or should we head over now?"
“Thieves, huh?” he asked, giving Avice a subtle nudge. “What a place to grow up in. Good thing it didn’t rub off on you, Av.”
Avice sighed reluctantly, but her voice softened. "How have you been, mom?" Charlotte was quiet for a moment. "I've been good. Better than last time.."
Avice hesitated. "So what have you been doing?" "Growing plants and selling them," she replied. "Gardening."