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~AUTUMN~ "I'm not sure I'm doing the right thing, mother," I whisper. "Atticus hasn't returned. It's been hours. I think we should go to them. I know where he is." "I'm sure Atticus is okay." She promises me. "If he were in pain, you would have felt it. The fact that you're still standing means that he is okay. I'm sure he's already on his way back home." "I'm scared," I confess. "So many things have happened to us in the past few days; I'm terrified that something will separate us again." She hugs me, "if he doesn't return within half an hour, we will go with you." "Thank you, mom," I tell her as I hug her tightly. I was restless; I wanted to have him near me as soon as possible. We'd managed to stop the fire with the help of hundreds of people who were friends with my parents.