Chapter 36
My legs are rooted to the spot, but not in fear. Well maybe it’s fear. I take in the view of my favorite apple tree, the barn, and the pastures, then move along to our lawn and Grams’ garden. What if my family didn’t make it back? What if they did? How do I resume my life after everything that’s happened?
This is stupid.
“It’s not stupid, Tess. I get it. Everything has changed and you’re not the same person you were when you left here. But you’ll figure it out.”
Cy’s a few feet behind me putting on clothes. I take my time pulling the soft t-shirt over my head and slipping into jeans. The fabric feels nice, familiar, yet I know I can survive without this particular form of armor. There are scarier things out there than being exposed for who we are.
A horrible realization oc
