13-8 Berry Bushes

Ripened and triggering the mammalian love of red bulbous sweet fruits Havilah could not help herself. She began to pick her favorite berries, with a guilty pep.

“Mayhaps mama would like a raspberry pie or a jam as soon as she wakes up.” she said to herself, uncomfortable with the lack of progress she made today. But also entirely content in the halfling desire to revel in this bounty.

The excess raspberries she sold on the road walking home for 21 gold.