#Chapter88
Once I make it back home and dress behind the house, I come to the front and find him leaving through the front door. /"Adam!/" I call and hurry towards him. /"Where are you going?/"
He takes a breath. /"Good, you're back. Stay inside—my mother is on her way. She'll stay with you here./"
/"But where are you going? Don't tell me you're going with them into the mountains./"
/"No. I'm going to the north border to meet the group when they arrive back. I made some calls and sent Ben to the town hall./"
/"I—okay. When will you be back?/" I ask, tired of being apart. It feels like every time we are reunited, something is wedged between us, keeping us from each other. I miss the days when our biggest worry was whether or not my mom would be woken by him sneaking through my bedroom window. I miss the times when we had hours and hours to spend laying in bed together, or eating dinner together, or even just being in the house at the same time.
