Chapter 2

There was a child. What was a child doing there? "What are you doing here?" he rose from the ground.

The child sat down opposite him. "Mom told me to wait with you." She swung a backpack from her back to her lap, rifling through its contents.

"Who's your mom, then?"

The little girl looked at him like it was the most obvious thing. Of course he should know who this little girl belonged to. Of course he should know her name. And he didn't, of course.

"Call me Greyn." She pushed her glasses up. "An I like your jacket."