"Fair enough," Addy nodded. She ran into the kitchen and grabbed some glasses and several baked goods. She shoved them all into a cloth bag, before opening the pantry and pointing to a complete picnic set. "I live with saints, of course they have picnic blankets," she laughed, grabbing it and tucking it under her arm.
They made their way outside, and Addy sighed, smiling. "This summer air is so different than in Wales. I really like it."