EMBER'S POV
"So what's the situation with the roof?" I asked, simply because I didn't want to get too carried away with sentiments, but Gracie looked at me with the most intense gaze and I felt a squeeze in my heart, "Hi Gracie." I said, giving in to my weakness.
"It's got holes in them, needs to be replaced. Would you like to pet her? it's been a while." Paris said, and I sighed, stepped forward, and ran my hand over her mane. I had abandoned too many of the things I loved when I left this place. Grandfather, Gracie. The smell of these stables.
"Long time, no see," Paris said after some moment passed, and I simply nodded,
"should have left it as such. But then, the leaking roof. You don't know a carpenter, by the way?"
"I mean, I do. But you played a role in all of this. In how thes
