CHAPTER 12

AMELIA’S P.O.V

I heard laughter- it was loud and carefree, the kind that you made when you were around friends and you didn’t need to hold back. It was the kind that warmed you from the insides and I knew I had to find the source of it. I looked up to see father and Brittany. At first I doubted that the sound came from any of them but Brittany’s mouth fell open and the same carefree laughter filled the air.

I looked around trying to see if I could recognize my surroundings but I couldn’t. From what I could see, we were in an open field. There were tall fruit trees all around us but mainly it was an open space of grass with a small water fountain at the edge almost completely hidden by some trees.

I was on one end of the clearing, leaning against a tree with a book right next to me while father and Brittany were on the other end. He was holding a baseball bat and she was pitching balls at him for him to hit. She was horrible at pitching and sometimes she threw them too low or too high