I pick her up into my arms when she tries to move toward the search party. I wasn't putting her life in danger; besides, I wouldn't be able to help if I had to keep making sure she was okay every second. And that's what it was like whenever Autumn was around me, everything revolved around her and ensuring she was okay.
"I want to go with you." She continues to say while I'm carrying her. "I can help."
"The only place you're going to is your room," I tell her as I walk into the house with her still in my arms. I notice a few stares our way but that’s the least of my concern. She's my main concern.
I open the room assigned to us, and to my surprise, it's decorated with roses all over the ground and even on the bed. My parents have obviously thought about everything. Did they expect somet
