THALIA
We hadn’t even reached the treeline when my phone vibrated in my hand. Hope surged in my chest. I quickly halted on my steps, fumbling with my phone.
Rael paused beside me, “What is it?”
“I got a text. It might be them,” I said, already unlocking the screen.
Earl’s name flashed on the screen, and below is his message.
“Any news? Have you found him yet?”
My shoulders dropped, and the hope I felt quickly disappeared. I typed back, despite my disappointment, telling him we hadn’t found Reagan yet.
“It was Earl,” I told Rael as I slipped the phone back into my pocket. “He was asking if we’d found Reagan.”
Rael nodded, also a little disappointed, but neither of us let disappointment linger for long. The woods came near, hitting my senses with the familiar scent of earth.
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