Chapter 51

He was there to find her, but it always felt like she found him first. Like she was expecting him and she always knew just where to wait. This time, she was under one of those blossoming trees, letting the flowers fall on her shoulders. Her blonde hair caught the red light, too, and held it. The symbolism was obvious to Jesse, but he chose not to analyze these dreams too closely. They were more comforting if he didn’t pick apart the symbolism and metaphors and the anxiety just under the surface. The dying sun also colored her skin a nice shade of pink. A shade that didn’t seem unnatural at all. When he looked into her eyes, he saw twin red globes.

Her smile was the same, though.

“Hey, you,” Jesse greeted.

“Hey, you,” Emma repeated. She caught his hand and pulled him back beneath the shade. The first contact of her skin always shocked him with how cold she was, but she never failed to warm within seconds of touching her hands. “You’re late today.”