Abby

The shock of seeing Karl drenched and out of breath still hangs in the air as my mind races, trying to

piece together why he’s in this state, why he’s been missing all day.

“Karl, what happened? Where the hell have you been? Do you have any idea how worried I’ve been? We

needed you today!”

The words tumble out in a rush, fueled by anger, annoyance, and although I won’t admit it, maybe a hint of

relief at seeing that he’s here and that he seems okay.

Karl looks at me, his eyes apologetic. “I’m sorry, Abby. I know I messed up, not showing up and not

answering your calls, but it’s because I was trying to do something for you.”

My brows knit together in confusion. “For me?”

Enter title…

exhales, as if weighing his words carefully. “I went to find those black truffles you needed for

competition.”

eyes widen.

Karl begins telling me his story: about

Adam, and

I went to the place that Adam told me about,” he says, still drying his soaked

those guys. The whole place is crawling

where we were mushroom hunting the other day. In fact,

trespasser,

Suddenly, I don’t care so much about

“Karl, are you insane? That’s

Abby. Had to

and the sudden realization of

“You could have been hurt, Karl. Go d, you

I’m here. And I’m sorry I couldn’t get

to bring

for me to process the depth of

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