JD had wanted to clear his mind, so he took a morning walk, camera in hand, capturing the world through a different lens—one that wasn't shadowed by his past mistakes. The crisp morning air carried the scent of fresh earth and the distant sweetness of wildflowers. Sunlight streamed through the towering oak trees, dappling the ground with golden patches.
It was peaceful, quiet, yet alive.
As he wandered toward the barn, he spotted the children playing—laughing, running barefoot through the soft hay, their faces alight with joy. His gaze landed on the older boy, shielding his little sister with a protective arm, his stance firm yet gentle.
That same boy just yesterday, was carrying the weight of responsibility far too heavy for his small frame, contemplating escape as his only option. But today… today, he looked like a child again, at ease, secure.
Joanne had given him that.
