“So you’re here too.” Of course he would be --- the fire had yet to happen. Still, Brooklyn couldn’t help but be surprised to see George. The second tragic event hadn’t affected her very much; it was the aftermath, rebuilding the town and meeting David, that was what had changed her life. It was sad that people had died, she felt completely broken hearted for their friends and family, she’d cried her eyes out at the vigils even though she hadn’t been that close to the lives lost; but overall, it had not destroyed her in the way the garage going up in flames had. It had not stolen the one thing that mattered most to her in this world away. A sigh rolled out, her eyes searching the trees around them, as if she expected him to pop out from behind one. “Now if I could just find David.”