Chapter 95: Dinner at Sylvia's

Sylvia's house was a beautiful A-frame cabin nestled in the woods not far from Graeme and Greta's childhood home. On the way there for dinner, Graeme told August about how he and Greta would sneak out to meet Sam in the woods halfway between their houses.

"There is an old, rickety wooden bridge that crosses over a deep ravine. It's closer to Sam's house than ours, but it was the perfect meet spot," he chuckled, remembering how he and Greta would sneak out his window when the moon was high.

Some nights the woods would be covered in beautiful, glistening untouched snow, and the sounds of their feet softly crunching would echo against the trees. The trees on those nights creaked just like doors—the wood bending to the wind rushing around them.