Valerie
The winding road leading to home no longer felt menacing. I was glad that we took a break from the world. We enjoyed a safe vacation. We needed it.
And yes, I used the word “home.” I sighed contentedly, shaking away disruptive thoughts that reminded me that all was not well. Not really. Not yet. In the case of Janus’s dad and my mom - never again. Maybe when they were alive, things never were alright.
But I held on to my happy mood.
For the first time, I noticed the beautiful orange leaves, the sparkling dew hanging from them, and even the sunlight that battled with the cool air of the mountains. Bright and refreshing. Warm and cold. Senses that I was glad I never lost. Senses that were heightened whenever I was with Janus.
When Janus drove through the gate of Briar Hill, I
