Allie found her usual spot at the top of the hill and sat down, releasing a shaky breath. She closed her eyes for a moment as she ran her fingers through the thick grass and listened to the soft howling of the wind which made her hair flick into her now-calm face. In the distance, a horse nickered, and a lamb called for its mother. The hay surrounding the bed of grass whistled in a melodic song. Shaking leaves on...