Still numb with shock, she stared off into the distance, remembering the night Hunter had recited his song to her. She studied the rise, truly believing, for the first time, that she and Hunter were destined to be together. She tried to remember all the words to his song. They came to her in snatches. A silly legend, she had once called it. Now she knew better. Too much of it had already come to pass for her to scoff. A canyon of blood. Loretta curled her hands into fists. Hunter return to her. She didn't know when, or how, but suddenly she felt certain the song, once the bane of her existence, had become her greatest hope.
Still in shock, she gazed into the distance, reflecting on the unforgettable night when Hunter had shared his song with her. For the first time, she felt a genuine connection, convinced that she and Hunter were meant to be together. Bits of the song danced in her memory, and she realized that the silly legend she once mocked had taken root in her heart, as so much of it had already happened in her life.
With a mixture of hope and determination, Loretta clenched her fists, yearning for Hunter's return. She wasn't sure when it would happen or how, but she felt an overwhelming certainty that the song, once a source of frustration, had transformed into her greatest source of hope. The powerful emotions stirred within her as she contemplated their fate together.
