Honeyed Pasture [m] epipremnum aureum

He murmured word she did not understand, but Tytonidae found she did not care. She would listen now, ask questions never. The freedom she held now was so different than what she’d had in years past. With Summer, she had wanted so much to prove that she could provide for him. Give him children. With her sweet man, she had only ever wanted to be happy, to make him happy. And she had. But he had gone from this world, and she only wanted to make herself happy.

And what would you do if you caught me? she asked, her breath short from running from him, teasing him into the chase.