*Celeste*
After another rough night and having David stay close, I’m less than thrilled to have to go help Molly. Seth sounded almost panicked, though. He could have gotten his mom, but he didn’t. He asked me to come, which means he’s more concerned about my daughter than his own. As much as I’d like to stay in bed today, I know she needs me.
“We need to go,” I tell David, standing and putting my shoes on. “Seth needs us. Something has scared Molly.”
He’s ready at the door before I am, more than happy to help. I don’t understand it, but I don’t need to. Randall decided at the end that he trusted him. If he did, and Seth and Peter, then we all should. For whatever reason, he seems to want to keep Molly and the kids safe.
As we approach the place where Oliver’s house once stood,
