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“Do you live around here?” Jack asked. “I didn’t think she… I mean her parents are here, but…”

“No. I live in Louisiana. Heather and I went to school out there, and we lived there for a time. We… We lost touch, unfortunately.”

“I’m sorry to hear that, but I’m sure Heather would love to see you tomorrow.”

“Her parents retired here. All of us are from outside of New Orleans.” Jessica shrugged. “It’s unfortunate, what happened. Heather… I can see she means a lot to you.”

“She does,” Jack agreed.

“She lost friendships due to a toxic relationship,” Jessica said bluntly, “and maybe I shouldn’t be telling you, but she’s been through a lot. That’s why I wanted to reach out to her. I’ve heard about the hardships she faced, and I just want to be there for her as a friend, like we used to be.”

Jack nodded, realizing that Jessica’s intentions were genuine. It was clear that she cared about Heather and wanted to rekindle their friendship.

“Do you want me to call or text her?” he asked, wanting to help facilitate their reconnection, knowing that it might mean a lot to Heather.

With a newfound sense of hope for Heather’s rekindled friendship, Jack took out his phone to send a message to Heather to inform her of Jessica’s presence and willingness to reconnect. He hoped that this unexpected encounter would lead to a positive chapter in Heather’s life.

“No, please don’t,” Jessica said. “I’ll surprise her tomorrow.” She eyed him thoughtfully. “You have a crush on her, don’t you?”

Jack stiffened. “I think my feelings are a little deeper than just a crush,” he said.

“I just don’t want Heather to have to go through loss again,” Jessica said.

As Jessica explained her intention to reconnect with Heather and expressed concern for Heather’s fragility, Jack listened attentively, understanding the significance of their renewed friendship. He recognized now that Heather had been through a difficult past and had been hurt in the past.

With a determined look in his eyes, he made a heartfelt vow to Jessica. “I promise you that I’ll never hurt Heather. She’s an amazing person, and I care about her deeply. I’ll do everything in my power to protect and support her, just like you want to.”

“Thank you, Jack. I’m glad to hear that, and I’m sure Heather will be too. I hope we can all be there for her and help her heal. I… I hope you have a good heart and Heather’s best interests at heart.”

“I do.”

With their shared determination to support Heather in mind, Jack and Jessica exchanged a nod of understanding. They both wanted what was best for their friend, and this unexpected meeting was a step toward creating a supportive and caring circle around Heather as she continued her journey to healing and happiness.

CHAPTER20

As Heather drove home from the successful first night of the Haunted Harvest, her mind was filled with a mix of emotions. She couldn’t help but feel a sense of fulfillment and pride for what she and the team had accomplished. The event had brought joy to the community, raised funds for charity, and given her a purpose she cherished.

However, there was also a hint of sadness that crept into her thoughts. She reflected on her future and the uncertainty it held. Heather had dreams and ambitions, and being in Shooting Star Canyon, even for such a meaningful event, reminded her that her ultimate goals might lie elsewhere.

It’s been an incredible journey, and I’m grateful for this opportunity, but what’s next for me? Can I really leave all this behind?

The thought of not being in Shooting Star Canyon for the next year’s Haunted Harvest, or even the possibility of pursuing her career in a different place, tugged at her heartstrings. The town had become a part of her, and the people she had met, including Jack, had left a mark on her life.

As she pulled into her parents’ driveway, Heather couldn’t help but wonder about the choices she would have to make. She knew that whatever path she chose, it would be a significant step in her journey, one that would determine her future and the kind of life she would lead.

Heather entered her parents’ home with a mix of exhaustion and anticipation, not expecting to find them still awake at this late hour. However, she was pleasantly surprised when she walked into the living room, and her parents were sitting there, beaming with excitement.

“Heather, that Haunted Harvest was so well done.” Her dad gave her a huge smile.

“Yes! Your father and I enjoyed all of it.” Her mom rushed over to hug her.

“The entire town is talking about it!”

“We’re so proud of you!”

Heather’s heart swelled with warmth. Their support and pride meant the world to her, and it was a reminder of the strong bond they shared as a family.

“I’m so glad you both enjoyed it,” she said. “It’s been a labor of love, and seeing the community come together like this has been incredible.”

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