“I have a couple of errands to run, and I was hoping that you would come with me. Maybe we can have lunch.” She smiles, and I look at her.

“I was hoping to just relax,” I say, and she frowns at me. “But yeah, let’s go shopping. I need to get some things at the grocery store anyway.”

She claps her hands together. “Oh, goody.”

I get up and follow her out of the house, getting into my truck. “Where do you want to go first?”

“How about we go get something to eat, and then we can tackle the errands? I need to go to a couple of places.”

I smile at her and make my way to the town diner. The whole time, I try to forget about the memories that are suddenly crashing in on me.

Chapter Eight

Kallie

I knew coming home would be hard, and I have to admit I thought it was going to be bad. I wasn’t expecting to miss everything so much once I finally saw it again.

Just the smell of going into the church brought me back to my best memories of growing up. All those memories included Jacob, but it also included my memories. “How have I been gone for eight years, yet the town looks like it did when I left?”

“Things change,” my mother says, pulling into the parking lot. “It’s just not an apparent change.” I get out of the truck and wait for Olivia to get out of the truck and look around.

“I don’t think I’ve seen so much green in my whole life.” She smiles at me. “And not once did I hear a siren.” She puts her head back and smells the air. “And what is that fresh smell?”

“I can tell you it isn’t pollution,” I joke with her, and the three of us walk from the parking lot into the grocery store. My mother was right. Things change; they just aren’t apparent. The inside of the grocery store looks the same, but it’s not. They have a little section when you come in that has all the natural items.

“Oh, there is my section,” Olivia says, walking toward the one shelf.