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JP: Chapter 3.
The dry scent of charcoal and dust hung around the tent. I gave my sleeping redhead a last glance and left her curled up between Regan and Darren. It was so early, not even the sun had risen. But that was how I liked it.
There was something peaceful and calming about the dawn. It was a new day, a new opportunity to live, a sign I made it another night. And I welcomed the morning, in the same way as I always did.
I brushed the shrubbery surrounding the camp aside and descended to the river. The fresh dew rolled onto my fingertips and I guided them to the earth. A gift for the soil that kept me grounded to this world, that gave me time with Danny.
The river gently rippled past me and I weaved my hand through the cool water. A little fish passed through my fingers and da
