Prologue
A gentle breeze caressed her freckled face as the water rolled around her palm. She marveled at the feel of it dancing around her knuckles. She briefly caught her reflection in the water. A smile escaped her lips as she thought of Jesse, so sweet and beautiful. It had been as easy as breathing with the Tucks. They felt like her family, like they were home. “Go back to the spring. When it’s safe, I’ll come back for you.” Would it ever be safe? Could she drink from the spring and live with the existence of uncertainty? Angus Tuck’s words followed soon after, “What we Tucks have, you can’t call it living. We just are…we’re like rocks stuck at the side of the stream.” Living a life that is motionless and unchanging, would that be a life worth living? To live a life forever with Jesse Tuck, maybe just maybe it was…
