Chapter 1175


    The driver chuckled at her words but said nothing more.


    Hertha had nned to head straight to the office, but as they drove past a serene wend park, she


    noticed shepherds tending to their flocks in the distance.


    The sight of pure whitembs grazing carefree on the lush green grass, interspersed with tranquil


    ponds, painted a scene as idyllic as fluffy clouds dotting a spring sky.


    This peaceful vista tugged at her heartstrings, and Hertha hastily asked the driver to pull over.


    Stepping out of the car at the edge of the wend park, she wandered absentmindedly towards the


    grazing sheep. The fuzzymbs, unafraid of her presence, ambled over to her side, nuzzling against


    her legs, taking a bite of grass, then nuzzling her again.


    The gentle contact prompted Hertha to squat down and stroke themb’s woolly head. The softness


    felt soothing under her touch, offering a balm to her aching heart.


    The shepherd, a woman with sun-kissed skin and an honest demeanor, approached with a warm smile.


    "You''ve got a kind aura about you," she said. "Thembs can tell; they really like you."


    Hertha turned to the shepherd, a bittersweet smile creeping onto her face. "It''s easier to be amb, isn''t


    it? No worries as long as there''s grass to munch on."


    "But once they grow up, they''ll be sold off, ending up as meals for folks like us," the shepherd woman


    said matter-of-factly. "Their joyes from not overthinking things, just living in the moment."


    The words struck a chord in Hertha, as if awakening her to a simple truth.


    Human suffering often stems from thinking too much and overlooking the present moment.


    To enjoy and be content with the now is to find happiness.


    Suddenly, rity dawned on Hertha, and her smile lost its heaviness. "Thank you," she told the


    shepherd. "I feel better now."


    "What for?" The shepherdughed heartily, oblivious to Hertha''s earlier distress.


    Hertha paused, then smiled, realizing that the sorrows and joys of others were not always our own to


    She continued to sit on the grass for a while longer, ying with thembs as the sun grew stronger.


    Eventually, Hertha sought refuge under arge tree, shading herself from the intensifying sunlight.


    She then called Thssa.


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    At that moment, Thssa was resting in the hospital, having just finished breakfast when her phone


    rang.


    "Hey, Hertha, about your car, I''ll have someone drop it offter." Thssa had borrowed Hertha''s car


    the night before, and it was probably still parked by the cemetery.


    Thssa would have to call a tow truck to bring it back.


    "No rush. I just wanted to chat," said Hertha, her voice betraying a newfound maturity,cking its usual


    bubbly confidence.


    Hertha only sounded this grown-up when something was wrong, and Thssa, being her best friend,


    knew her all too well.


    "What''s up? Did something happen with ric?" Thssa asked with concern.


    Hertha''s heart sank a little more, and after a brief silence, she replied, "No, it''s nothing like that. Just


    had a bit of a run-in with a dog. It''s left me feeling a bit down."


    "What? You were bitten by a dog? Did you get a rabies shot?" Thssa''s worry spiked through the


    phone.