Wapun Meadow Watching as I comb through the pieces on the beach

Their eyes met, just for a moment, and Reverie realized then that it was too late; that she loved him already, and there was nothing she could do about it. But there was no room for fear now, not when the air between them was so filled with light and laughter. She rolled to her feet to frisk after him — but stilled at the sound of a familiar voice.
Her eyes went wide. Evander? Reverie questioned even as she turned. Evander! She glanced back to Boone, eyes sparkling. That's my brother! And with that she ran to him, trailing bits of grass and flowers, only looking back once more to be certain that Boone was following. She didn't stop until she reached her brother, throwing her arms around him in a reckless hug.