Henry's POV
My fingertips tingled at the thought.
He is here.
I closed my eyes and let the wind sweep away all my fear to concentrate on what was important.
He is here.
Opening my eyes, I felt much clearer.
I turned around with my heart pounding in my chest.
The audience surrounded the circus ring.
No, he could be anywhere among the visitors.
I couldn't run around like a headless chicken anymore.
I squinted my eyes and watched the small circus tents on the right, then the dirt path on my left, then the big tent not far away, to the space behind it.
"I will search every centimeter of this place; let's see if you can hide, little love."
I couldn't wait to see Kenny, but I also couldn't wait to see his childhood self again.
The fact that I had to leave him behind, crying and screaming into a pillow on the worst evening in his life, had left my heart crushed, a piece of it still stuck in my throat ever since I had seen that scene.
