was out there somewhere. She knew because theyâd come here together in his SUV. Part of her had expected him to back out, but heâd been right on time.
She wondered if heâd felt the same way Mike did about not being able to shake the dust of Blackwater Lake off his shoes fast enough. That didnât really matter now, though. She had two unaccounted-for teenagers who could be getting into trouble on her watch.
âLook who I found wandering around in the woods.â And there was Will, walking the two wayward kids back to the group.
There was a lot of good-natured hooting and hollering but Trevor and Kate looked unrepentant. âWe had to try,â he said.
âAnd I have to tell you not to do it again.â
April shot Will a grateful look. He shrugged as if to say he didnât blame them. Kids would be kids. She and Will had been there once upon a time when his father the sheriff had broken up one of their make-out sessions.
The windows of Willâs seen-better-days truck had been fogged up and they felt like the only two lovers in the world. Right up until the moment there was tapping on the driverâs door. April quickly adjusted her clothes and Will rolled down the window. Hank peeked inside and ordered him to get her home on time. She never knew if Willâs dad had said anything to him privately. Hmm.
âOkay, you guys, letâs finish up.â April took her place behind the camera again.
âWhat should we do?â Lindsay was a junior and incoming student-body treasurer.
âJust be yourselves. Hang out. Pretend Iâm not here,â she advised.
âYou just told us not to do that again,â Mike reminded her.
Everyone laughed and she snapped a great picture. âI told you not to go walking alone in the woods. Now I want you to relax, have fun. If you think about getting your picture taken, youâll freeze up and be stiff. So act as if I donât have this camera trained on you to record this moment in the history of Blackwater Lake High School.â
âGo Wolves,â someone called out.
âLetâs hear it for the blue and gold,â a boy said.
Spontaneously the kids started a cheer. âTwo, four, six, eight, who do we appreciate?â
âKennedy,â everyone hollered.
Then a chant started. âApril! April! April!â
She smiled, watching them have fun. The innocence of youth that she was capturing forever. She got some great unstructured shots, more than enough to provide the yearbook committee with outstanding choices.
âOkay, you guys. Listen up. This is a wrap.â She grinned at all of them. âGreat job. Sheriff Fletcher will make sure everyone has transportation home.â
A couple of the girls hugged her and expressed the appreciation of everyone, then hurried off with the group to the dirt area where theyâd parked cars. Will brought up the rear and the moonlight allowed her to appreciate what a very excellent rear he had. That reaction was a direct result of pent-up big-girl hormones because she hadnât had a real date for a while.
She heard the sound of cars starting then driving away while beginning the task of packing up her equipment. It had been fun as always and her threat to discontinue future photo shoots was an empty one because she enjoyed it as much, if not more, than the kids. Maybe because her senior year in high school had been the happiest time in her life.
When the car noises faded she saw Will walking toward her. The anticipation filling her at the sight of him wasnât too much different than what sheâd felt when theyâd been together before. Flirting with a toad would be a challenge. But for the purposes of this plan to put him behind her, April knew it was good to be attracted.
âMission accomplished.â He watched her pack up her cameras and lenses and put them in their protective cases.
âEveryone got off okay?â
âYes. And I