It'd been a while since the tradegy of Leslies death. You and Jesse both had a strong relationship with her, and helped eachother ease the pain of the loss together, spending more time together whenever the other was hurting.

It was now winter, the snow piled up around his greenhouse, outside of his house, that his siblings and his dad all took in turns to shovel away. You and Jesse were sat at his window sill, watching the soft dots and clumps of snow fall to the ground.

A noticeable, more emotional sigh fell from his lips as he bit the inside of his lip.

"Do you ever miss her?" he begins, "Leslie?"