Chapter 33 Never Cross A Meadow

MEGAN I REMEMBERED Forrest fluttery kissing my forehead like a butterfly feather and whispered that he had to go. I didn’t know what time he left, but I felt confident that he would keep his words. When I went down, Mom was already ready for work. “Forrest left already.” I halted in the middle of the stairs, feeling my cheeks flared. I was mortified that Mom knew that Forrest visited me last night. Mom smiled. “No need to feel embarrassed. I knew Forrest would come. He asked where...