Maxine did not know what to think or how to react with everything that was happening.
She had no idea if it was a dream or a vision. Or if whatever she had dreamt of even made sense one bit.
Zayn had been absent for eight years now, there was no news or any information about him since then.
Maxine could not tell if she had not searched well for him.
Perhaps, Beddington was not where his parents resided and he had repented and decided to go back to his mother but that boy did not tell her he was going.
At least, he could have told her.
It made her feel something was wrong with him.
Just one afternoon, after Maxine had gone to the forest in search for any herb that she could use to cure her brother who might have the wild sickness, she arrived at her usual place—the small hut where Zayn used to stay but she was surprised not to find him there.
