Mouthy McNulty's Big Blabber

Previously

…And in that quiet space, surrounded by the sweet scent of honeysuckle and the soft rustle of leaves, Bailey McNulty felt a calmness she hadn’t known before. The anxieties hadn't vanished entirely, but they felt smaller, more manageable. She knew, with a certainty that settled deep in her bones, that she had found her secret garden whisper, a place where she could always find her peace. The world was still loud, but now, she had a place to retreat, a place to recharge, a place to simply be. And that, for Bailey, was everything.