Chapter 752 No One's There

• Marianna
• Morning sunlight still plays over the garden at the townhouse when my mom walks out onto the back porch with a mug of coffee in each hand. She passes one down to my perch on the steps, squinting into the sun, where Skye is lost in the glare. She’s playing with her rocks again–the rocks she left behind when we abandoned this house, and our lives changed forever.
• I couldn’t sleep last night. Blake has his meeting in Veiled Valley today, apparently, but he told me he’d be back tonight–hopefully.