"You're being paranoid, Georgia."
The words echoed in her mind, sharp and biting.
She exhaled slowly, forcing her fingers to unclench. Her pulse was still racing, her instincts screaming, but there was nothing. No figures lurking in the trees. No shadows slipping through the night.
Just ghosts.
Old memories clawing their way back to the surface.
"Damn it."
She hated how easily this place could shake her.
A hand touched her arm, and she nearly flinched.
Anna.
Her Friend's face was lined with worry. "Are you okay?"
Georgia let out a bitter laugh, shaking her head. "What do you think?"
Anna sighed. "I get it. I do. But you're not alone this time."
Georgia swallowed the lump in her throat and looked over at her children. The triplets were standing a few fe
