I scribbled a quick note to my family to let them know I’d gone for a walk in case they woke before I returned and stuck it to the fridge with a magnet before leaving through the back door. Asher had disappeared, but I knew he hadn’t left. A labyrinth of short paths divided the wooded nature reserve of Townsend Park. Only a block wide, the miniature park was a favorite for birdwatchers and bored teenagers wanting to lose a few hours in the maze. Some trails took you to a haven in the center, and I headed toward the entrance where I’d last seen Asher. Inside, snow smothered every surface, and the overhead arch of branches dimmed the foggy morning light. I’d halted, unsure of which direction to go, when I heard his low voice. “Remy, what are you doing out here?” He chided me for walking out in the cold alone to meet him. Focusing on his voice grew easier as my eyes adjusted to the light, and I stepped into a circular clearing. He stood with his back to me. “I couldn’t sleep.
