“Wake up?”
Meg nodded, unable to speak.
Tammy Knight shrugged and stared off in the distance, giving a strange grin, devoid of humor. “Maybe you would know, if you’d bothered to care about what happened to me.” With that last, bitter comment, she turned and disappeared into the ever-increasing fog.
“No!” Meg cried, slamming her shoulder into a nearby tree trunk in her haste to follow her Mom. Crumbling to her knees, she held her pain-stricken arm, unable to muster the energy to do anything other than stare at the grass. Feeling a gentle hand touch her face and tilt her chin up, she found herself looking up at Mark, and he gently wrapped her in a comforting embrace. His arms tightened around her and the pain in her shoulder quickly disappeared.
“Am I crazy? My Mom was here, talking to m
