Serena Hill Juniper [upd] Official

She walked to the well, leaned over, and let the memory fall like a coin into darkness. It didn't hurt. But as she turned to leave, she realized she could no longer picture her grandmother's face—only the feeling of warmth, like a sweater she'd left on a bus.

Serena walked back through the root-tunnel, stepped out of the juniper tree, and shut the knot behind her. In her pocket, the berry pulsed like a tiny green heart. serena hill juniper

The tree swung open.

"Who are you?" Serena whispered.

"What's the price for going home?"

"Juniper. The tree's name, and mine. I'm the keeper of the lost time. Your grandmother used to visit. She promised to send someone when she couldn't come back." She walked to the well, leaned over, and