Wapun Meadow me and you

It feels strange to hear his call, but it feels stranger when she rises to answer it. Father told her that he was to be avoided; a disease, a poor influence who would only bring them suffering.

Releasing a breath, she made her way to the meadow. There he stood, changed very little from when she last saw him. Taller, maybe. For a moment she stills, hesitant to approach him.

Beau. She speaks, a simple greeting. Even now she still carries a heavy dislike for him. You're alone. Where's your boyfriend?

The man probably up and left him, just as her aunt said he would.