"That's right, wifey. Just tell me what's bothering you, and I'll find a way to handle it. Hmm?" Duke said coaxingly as he wrapped his arms around Kisha's waist, pulling her closer to his chest. He wanted to provide her with support, comfort, and ease her worries, hoping that his embrace would help alleviate whatever was weighing on her mind.
Kisha sighed again, her gaze shifting to Gant and Mike, who stood before her looking disheartened. She could see they were feeling down as if their hard work had been dismissed rather than praised. Wanting to lift their spirits, Kisha began to speak. "Actually, what Gant and Mike have achieved is truly remarkable, and I couldn't ask for more. Especially knowing that their efforts will help stabilize our supplies at the base, with Marcus's crops and the twins' assistance with the livestock ensuring a steady increase."
