Molly knelt in the muddy ground, her eyes fixed on a dark green butterfly with a tail that resembled an emerald fan.
"Classic Wayne," she muttered to herself. Couldn't he see who had the real love for butterflies?
But then again, his attention seemed perpetually glued to his son and daughter. It wasn't surprising he missed the signs.
She didn’t know if it was a stroke of luck or Cory had done his research.
When Rosalynn and her group arrived, they had stumbled upon a butterfly bonanza.
Rare species fluttered everywhere.d2
Consequently, they lingered in Butterfly Valley for an extra half-day before heading to their next destination.
Molly was settled in Rosalynn's car, sitting next to Ivy.
The two girls, almost like sisters, happily shared their butterfly captures of the day.
Cory, meanwhile, had his headphones on and kept to himself, not even bothering to lift an eyelid.
Rosalynn occasionally glanced back and could sense Cory's quiet joy beneath his stoic exterior.
The final stop of their journey was a vast, open prairie.
That night, they camped near a lake on a rancher's field, and the rancher was exceptionally welcoming. On their arrival night, they even had a campfire celebration.
Ivy befriended a darling little lamb, but she had grown up. Gone were the days when she'd insist on taking home every cute animal she fancied, though leaving the lamb brought a twinge of sadness.
Still, she never once mentioned wanting to bring the lamb back to H City.
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