It's the subtle details in this that are so beautiful; like this

He asks how things have been here. She tells him. She laughs at the most terrible parts, and her voice doesn’t waver. Efficiently dealing with agony’s her area of expertise, after all. But she quiets, seems almost shy, when she tells him that the garden’s finally cooperating, and for the first time the strawberries grew.

The whole telling a story with such sparsity and yet still taking your readers on a journey was really wonderful.