“Nik?” Fable called out in the crowd, standing up.

They couldn’t have gotten far.

“Kenzie? Violet?” She called out, turning in circles to spot them, but there was nothing as far as she could see. Hundreds of people were moving through this path, all heading to see the fireworks.

But the people were moving too quickly for her to see. So, reluctantly, she followed the crowd, hoping she’d find them down the line.

The lake was in ...