Morningside Cuesta if you can't be good, be gone

Eeep, little smidge of foreshadowing??

Perhaps he should not have brought him up. But he needed to know... just something. Anything. Just a single trace of Hawthorn would be enough. Kieran glanced up at Dawn with a glint of sadness in his foresty eyes. "I... I know... I just wanted to ask..." Just in case. But he knew there would be nothing. He would have found something by now, for he had spent every day searching and wondering where he might be. Nobody else seemed to know either, and it sent a pang of grief to his heart. Why was it that he was losing everyone? His mother, his sister, now Hawthorn. Who was next? Only he and his father were left.

Everyone had their attention on him now, and the boy wasn't quite sure he liked it. His gaze swept to the ground in a small attempt to hide from their stares, though it did not aid him. He remained silent, somewhat glad to have the focus of the conversation switched to locations, rather than the lost youngster. Kieran did not speak up during this - he didn't think he'd be able to. So many swirling thoughts cascaded around in his mind, all of them tainted with fear that he may have lost his friend.

Hawthorn, where did you go?