UNKNOWN’S POINT OF VIEW.

They don’t see me; they never do.

And that’s what makes this so easy. I stood hidden by the huge tree in the Everhart garden and watched as they laughed together over their meal.  I lean, resting my arm against the bark so I can properly fixate my eyes on her as she throws her head back in pure joy.

Sloane.

My Sloane.

Her face glows as she smiles, her eyes twinkling with joy as she hits Ace softly on the arm. There’s something ...