Nearly decapitated by a board, she thinks, but quickly speaks out loud, "and saved by a giant plant of a man? Or giant, I'm not sure what I'd use to describe him, but it was certainly odd," she guarantees, relief pulsing through her at Tony's promise not to go digging.

She also won't, not because of a kindness of spirit, but perhaps because she's nervous about what she'll find. She tries to avoid too much of the future. Is the marijuana medicinal?