Over the next few days, wolf tracks appeared more and more frequently, but they never entered the safe zone, so everyone let their guard down.
Sweet potatoes had been planted over a large area in the safe zone, and Taylor Vance had organized everyone to dig a few more cellars. The work had officially begun.
Evelyn Ford now had five sheep. Her daily life was quite peaceful—herding her sheep, tending to her vegetables, cutting grass to feed the rabbits, and occasionally gathering pinecones.
The two camellia trees she had planted two years ago were now two meters tall. She wasn't sure if she had bought a grafted variety, but they somehow bloomed all year round without fail.
The cactus she had brought from Corinth had also grown larger, and Evelyn Ford had transplanted it outside her small courtyard.
