that morning was the first time i ever showed anyone my secret garden.

over the past few years, i've been growing countless plants in this fenced-off area near my house. the area belongs to me, technically, as a part of my family's property, but no one ever really goes there. except me.

and today, morgan, too.

he gasps the first time he sees it. excitement makes his green eyes light up, and he looks wonderfully child-like as he tenderly rubs his fingers against a sunflower leaf.

i offer my hand to him to show him around, and he accepts it.

his hand is comfortably warm, like when there's a slight cool breeze outside but the sun's still warm, or when you're under your blankets in your bed on a cold winter day. 

i like it.