The cool autumn breeze, which she normally would have relished, whisked through her flame red hair unnoticed. Her target walked toward her, unknowingly into a trap. As he drew near, she forced herself to smile. Meghan was surprised when her welcome turned from fake to real, as she could not help but race the last remaining steps and throw her arms around the brother she had not seen for months. All her fear and anxiety momentarily dissipated. He returned the gesture, holding her tight. “I’ve missed you so much, Colin,” she admitted in a whisper, attempting to forget why she was here. He hugged her deeper. Meghan’s relief at seeing him alive and well turned sour, as her task could not be buried away; but she did successfully keep her thoughts hidden from him. “I am sorry, Sis,” Colin said. “But you know I couldn’t take the chance. In the end, it’s better for us to stay in hiding.” He released his grip, sighed, and closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. “Are you okay?”
