The day hadn't been bad, necessarily, but it could have gone better. Before church, Bitsy had dropped their mother's cake plate and it shattered. While helping her clean up the pieces, Evie cut two of her fingers on some of the glass. Seeing the blood caused Bitsy to be sick, and she threw a small fit about going to church. Their mother finally relented and allowed her to stay home, but it made the rest of them late.<br/><br/>She struggled through church and the following pot luck with a pounding headache. As much as she wanted to visit with Jack's mother that afternoon, Evie needed to be alone in a quiet place. Directly after the potluck, she told her parents that she'd be home in a few hours, and walked to their tree by the lake. Laying down in the grass under its branches, in the peacefulness of the outdoors would definitely help her feel better.<br/><br/>Without realizing it, Evie dozed off. It wasn't until she heard the faint sounds of someone walking toward her that she began to rouse. And once the familiar voice of her best friend rang in her ears, she was fully awake, eyes looking between the branches to see if it was really him, and she wasn't just dreaming as she had so many times before.<br/><br/>The shape of him highlighted by the sun and the sound of his voice combined let Evie know that Jack definitely was home. Immediately she jumped to her feet and flew to him, wrapping her arms around his neck and embracing him in a tight hug. "Oh, Jack! Why didn't you tell me you were coming?"