Ten: RoseI watched Reed pull out onto the main road, wondering how I was going to keep my promise. I could see my friends being happy together in my mind; it was maddening to stand by and watch it not happen. I sighed before heading back inside. I always admired Rowyn's house; it was just so, well, witchy, even from the outside, with its pitched roof and forest surround. Her mom could grow anything, and there were all manner of herbs and flowers in planters under every available spot of sunshine. I climbed the short staircase and opened the front door to Tristen squealing, “my phone!” and running from Rowyn.
“We're playing 'Catch the Toddler Before He Drops My Phone.' You're on my team.” I couldn't help but laugh along with the little imp as he fled for his life.
“Tristen! Do you want to
