- 04 Dec 2018, 20:42
The Darlington garden, while grand was not a place Lidia ever visited. The blonde woman who was born from humble beginnings and bred to appreciate the small things, and the garden Jude played in as a child was neither humble nor small. So Lidia left it to the professionals and instead grew her own modest garden a few short meters to the left of the estate. It was a project she had started not three years into taking over the home and to an outsider, the garden probably looked like a chaotic mess with no rhythm or rhyme, but to Lidia it was a beautiful oasis that she would gladly spend all day in if she could.
Colors of every shade littered the small area, with every type of flower you could think of planted there just waiting to be ogled. Today Lidia had spent a good two hours out there and then after picking a small bouquet of white camellias, orange hyacinths and beige garden blossoms, she headed inside.
Toeing off her rubber boots, she tucked them neatly into the entry way closet and then continued on her way through the house. She was passing by the east wing living room when out of the corner of her eye, she spotted Jude tucked into one of the arm chairs with a sketch pad in his arms. He also had his feet up on the coffee table, the same coffee table she snapped at him for never using a coaster because while Lidia's garden might be a chaotic mess, her house was not.
Not even bothering to greet him verbally, she moved into the room and with her free arm, pushed his feet harshly off the table, "Are you a child?" She asked him with a glare.