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?”

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if weighing his words carefully. “I went to

competition.”

eyes widen.

telling me his story: about the sketchy dealer that turned out to

Adam, and

went to the place that Adam told me about,” he

Adam wasn’t kidding about those guys. The whole place is crawling

were mushroom hunting the other day.

we heard. Maybe they caught a trespasser, or maybe they

Suddenly, I don’t care so much about the truffles

about his safety. “Karl, are you insane? That’s dangerous! What were

to jump into a creek to

knots, both from relief and the sudden realization

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

I’m here. And I’m sorry I

I really wanted to bring

for me to process the depth of what he’s saying, the lengths

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