Leo was the town’s newest landscape architect, hired to restore the overgrown botanical gardens. He didn't believe in manicured lawns or hedges shaped like spheres. He liked the chaos of climbing jasmine and the way vines looped around old oak branches.
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"Need a hand?" Leo asked, stepping out from under a greenhouse awning. He wasn't looking at her ruined hairstyle with the pity Julian usually did. He was looking at the way her hair was beginning to expand into a magnificent, gravity-defying halo of ringlets. Leo was the town’s newest landscape architect, hired