Red glanced vaguely at Taylor, and turned away, wiping her eyes. She walked slowly towards her secret place. She had seen Isaac again. All the hurt from missing him was gone. She was finally happy.

Walking slowly through the grass to the trees, she crawled into the entrance, and down into the dugout. She pulled the small bottle from under the bucket, and the pen and paper.

Carefully writing the note out, she signed it, tears forming in her eyes. Painfully sitting down near the stream, Red began to count...