Lost Creek Hollow lions in winter

Adeline is far from ready to make a long trip away from Easthollow. It’s enough of a strain on her now to get this far, knowing she’ll have to work on the anxiety tagging along. When he mentions his children, she stiffens and tries to brush it off. They’d been introduced to her upon her return and she spends more time with them than she’d ever imagined. Even in Amber’s absence, there is another burden weighed down on her.

“I’ll wait,” she still answers with a shrug. “It’s not going anywhere, right? And I’ll go with Valette if you don’t want to go.”

It isn’t her first choice to go with Valette, having only suggested it so that he would be at her side. Without him there, she can come up with a reason to not go at all or to wait until he would be the one to accompany her. Trying to take it one step at a time, she shakes her head a little, working to brush the plans off their plate when it’s likely to be sometime in the future.

“Let’s go,” she says. Instead of turning around the way they’d came, Adeline circles the bank that leads to the waterfall and makes an outline around the rushing water.