Sarah’s POV
Lying on my stomach, kicking my feet back and forth as I read a book about a vampire prince, I heard the door crack open and Madison’s round eyes blinked at me. I slowly sat up, taking in the moment I would change. It took me several minutes to grasp and settle into this body once again.
I was, if I recalled correctly, nine years old, and we were at Luna Margaret’s favorite cabin home. She liked to visit during the summer months. Forests tried to swallow up the land around the cabin. Trees were practically knocking at the front door.
I tried to remember where Andrew had gone that day with his father, but I couldn’t. I knew Margaret was downstairs sewing.
When Madison pushed open the door, her hands were behind her back. Her eyes flicked to the ground. I could see now wha
