Tracks, none. Sound, none. Scent... I exhaled. If it wasn't for the tree kid, I might have been able to pick up her scent. Now, all I could smell was the boy, traces of fragrance left on me by the short moment our bodies had collided. It wasn't a bad odour, quite the opposite actually, but that only made it worse. The...
Eighteen-year-old Brinn Hathaway has survived on her own in the Northwest High Country of Georgia since she was left for dead in a shallow grave by the man who kidnapped her as a child. When a young nature photographer, Justin Spencer, catches the wild girl on film and the two form a tentative friendship, Brinn must d...