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JP: Chapter 5.
I rubbed my hands, hoping to warm them on the small fire. A lone owl hooted as I blew on the smouldering embers. I looked over my shoulder, hoping nobody was watching me. The lone night was frightening me. Even after a couple of nights alone, I couldn’t get used to going to bed without Danny. Some habits were hard to break. Impossible. After all, I hadn’t been on my own for over ten years.
I decided to retreat back to the tent, hoping that the flimsy fabric would give me some sense of protection. I knew it wouldn’t stop anyone, but at least it felt somewhat secure.
With nerves bubbling in my gut, I curled up in my sleeping bag. The cold air brushing over my skin elicited goosebumps Danny would usually still.
The last time I was apart from her, I was a teenager. A youn
