Photo Credit, David Niblack,

Photo Credit, David Niblack,

“What’s going on?” Lindsay asked, sitting down at the end of the bench beside her sister.

“That’s what I’d like to know,” Colin said coming up behind them and sitting down at the other end of the bench. “I was in the middle of a meeting.”

Sheena nodded. “I know, I’m sorry, but we need to talk.”

“About what?” Lindsay asked. Continue reading “Remembering”