Cadeon
I’m looking out the windows, trying to ensure that there aren’t any tracks leading up to the cabin, which would mean that someone followed us up here.
Though the rain is pouring, I don’t see anything that would make me suspicious. I don’t believe anyone followed us either, but it’s better to be safe than sorry.
My parents could very well send someone up here. I’m sure they’re worried sick about me. I’ve never disappeared without a word, even in my more rebellious teen years. I always gave word. If there’s one thing I regret, it’s not telling Timmon.
But perhaps the storm is keeping them from looking for me. I can’t help but wonder what’s happening since Lili is gone, too. Is my father losing his mind, wondering what happened? Have they somehow made the connection between her
