The girl shakes her head, wiping at her eyes before she answers. “Yes, you did. They told us a Rootcrafter girl sent them to find us, and I wondered if it was you.” She squeezes my hands in hers. “You didn’t forget me.” I don’t have an answer for that. How could I have forgotten her? With every person who has gone missing in my own mind, with parts of myself going missing too, holding on to her felt easy… because it was right.
