Hushed Willows pa rum-pa-pum pum

She nodded in silent agreement, watching with bated breath as Faye stepped on the ice. She was cautious, thankfully, and stepped back when it began to creak. Lily returned her smile, exhaling with a small sigh and taking in the response.

I know, aren't they gorgeous? she remarked, staring up. I've never lived in trees like these before, either. I like the way they droop down, like a rainstorm. She brought her eyes to Faye again. I liked the Maplewood when I visited Morningside before. Maybe we could go visit together, when spring comes?

It might help, to see her old home again. Then again, it might just be a painful reminder of what she had lost. They spent some time together before they went their separate ways, and Lily was glad to have made the girl's acquaintance--and hopefully, they would get closer, as time went on.