“I’ve got to be honest,” Harper said. “I never thought I’d see the two of you in our house at the same time again. Does this mean you’re back together?”

Addison glanced at River.

He gave his sister a wry smile. “I slept at her place last night.”

Harper’s eyes widened. “That was fast.”

Addison rolled her eyes. “We fell asleep on the couch watching TV.”

“Are you going to come back and work at the grocery?” Harper asked.

“I quit my job last night, so…”

“Good,” she said. “I can’t wait to tell Dad. We need you, especially now, with the festival and all.”

“Wait, if you found River’s pain in the garden, does this mean you can stop my nightmares?” Quinn asked.

Addison bounced on her toes. One good thing had come out of that bottle of bourbon. Addison didn’t think she could stop Quinn’s dreams, but she knew where Quinn might be able to find some answers.

“I know you asked me to take away your nightmares,” Addison said. “And I’m willing to try again, but the memories from that summer aren’t gone. They’re in the bourbon.”

“They’re what?”

“I need you to come with me to the distillery,” Addison said. “I’ll tell you everything on the way.”

Quinn glanced at Harper. “I was going to help out at the Baker’s festival booth.”

“I’ve got extra hands, remember?” Harper said as she grabbed her brother in a side hug and rested her head against his shoulder. “Thank you, Addison.”

Addison smiled. “Don’t thank me,” she said. “Thank the leaves.”

“You’re the one who followed the leaves,” River said, “despite your family’s hatred for the Bonners.” He wrapped his arms around Addison. “Come find us at the festival when you’re done.”

He dipped his head and kissed her softly.

Quinn let out a wolf whistle.

Addison kissed him deeper.

When they broke apart, she was flushed and happier than she’d been in ages. A ladybug landed on River’s shoulder, and she scooped it up.

“Let’s go get those memories and fix the shadow garden,” Addison said to Quinn.

“I still have a lot of questions,” Quinn said as she pushed Addison out the door. “Spill.”

Addison let the ladybug escape into the early morning sun, then gave Sylvia a quick call. She invited Addison to meet her up at the house. So Addison hoisted herself into Quinn’s truck, and then she told Quinn everything as they pulled onto the Old Yarrow Highway—from the memories trapped in the bourbon to what she thought was the truth of her lineage, how she got back together with River, the wilted shadow garden, and her attempt to give it her own pain. It was the one time a year that the two-lane road was ever backed up, which meant Addison had time to tell all.