Ben
“Are you ok?” Foxy glanced at me out the corner of her eye as we stride back up the forest path towards home a few hours later. Her hand felt small in mine. And I brought it to my lips without stopping.
“Yes.” But I wasn’t. My voice was gravelly, close to breaking
“No, you’re not.” She tugged on my hand. Bringing me to a stop. I turned to her reluctantly. “Talk to me Ben. Who is Noah? What happened to him?”
I swallowed hard. But I couldn’t speak at first. Instead, I pulled her into my arms, and she came easily. Her arms sliding around my waist. We stood there like that. Our arms around each other, the noises of the forest wrapping around us. It was a peaceful moment but there was no peace inside of me.
“Roman and Rory’s Son. I’ve known him since he was a baby. He’s a good youn
