#astridengstrom

She sat on the couch getting some things organized for her new career venture, a non-profit for women to spread information about a woman’s reproductive system and to also raise awareness on infertility in women and ways to combat the depression and stigma surrounding it.

She heard the door open and smiled, “Everyone’s napping, Astrid. I’m in the living room.” She chuckled, “Ignore all the paperwork.” She said smiling up at her cousin and pointing to a spot on the couch. “I’m happy to see you, sorry I didn’t give you a true heads up before moving back. It was kind of just me and T deciding it was time.” She said from the mess of paperwork she had spread around her in the floor, scratching at her small messy bun with her pencil. “What have you and miss Stella been up to huh? Hopefully not getting into too much trouble?”

He was surprised to see Astrid in the small town he had found himself in. He had especially not expected to be leaning over her car in the hot parking lot trying to figure out why it wouldn’t start. His brow raised as he kicked up a conversation though while he worked, “you had a kid, I see. She’s favors you a lot.” He smiled peeking around the hood, “I.. I think it’s the alternator and starter.” He said wiping his hands, “I can give you a ride to wherever you need to go if you want. I got room in the truck, and it’s safe I swear.” He chuckled.