Chapter 3</u>


    Truth be told</u>


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “he


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “


    If you stumble upon this tale on Amazon, it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it.


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “you


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “


    “


    "I walked in and she was packing the rest of my clothes, which I left there. I should have seen it coming; she was acting so weird around me, avoiding my eyes, blocking conversation. She was flustered like something was going to happen. It was.” Tears rolled down her face. He brushed it away with his hand and then kissed her gently. “It’s okay, I know your pain,” he whispered his head against hers. Together they were standing on the edge of the trees, he pulled her closer to him for an embrace, burying his chin in her coat. “I will always be here for you Missey. We will keep each other sane.” He assured her looking into her teary yet still beautiful eyes. “Now let’s have some fun, shall we?” suggesting towards the woods. Missey nodded, a devilish smile took the place of her sorrow; she led the way.