Wheeling Gull Isle fall back into place

The boy sucks back his tears so he can be strong, appear strong, while internally he bleeds. He didn’t want to see cool places or hunt rabbits or pick flowers. He just wanted his family back. But Dinah didn’t want to stay and it felt like childhood all over again, when his siblings were making great plans about the things they’d do and shy, quiet Judah’s only use was at home in the den.

Why did everyone always want to leave? Judah loved the isle. But he didn’t want to be left behind. Was this God’s will, a way of returning him to the designed path? Or another mistake?

“I- I yelled at him, Dinah,” he moans, “and it was the last time I ever saw him. The last thing I ever told him, was to go." This wound would never heal. It was opened, as fresh as the moment the words had left and there was no way to rescind them.

"I know he's... gone. But I can't leave him here, all alone. Promise we’ll come back. Promise we won't run away from each other. I can’t lose you again. I can’t.”