Cassie turned her head, glancing back in the direction they had just come from. She scratched her head, a small frown forming. "I thought I heard Mom's voice just now."
Seraphina scanned the area, sweeping her gaze through the crowd, but there was no sign of Nora's figure.
She leaned down, offering Cassie a warm smile as she gently touched the girl's braided hair. "Are you missing her, Cassie?"
"I am not missing her." A fleeting look of distaste crossed Cassie's face.
She immediately grabbed Seraphina's hand and quickened her pace, walking much faster than before.
In truth, she was just thinking about how awkward it would be if her mother really was here. Just imagining Nora and Seraphina bumping into each other like they did at the school made her skin crawl.
But on second thought, she figured she was worrying over nothing. Why would her mother be here? This was an event for parents and their kids. She hadn't told her, so there was no way she could know about it.
Plus, her mother wouldn't bring another kid here anyway. She was her mother's one and only priority.
That thought cheered Cassie up significantly. She let go of Seraphina's hand, darting over to an open spot by the lake. She turned back, pointing excitedly. "Seraphina, let's set up right here!"
Seraphina dropped the camping bag and picnic basket onto the grass.
She unzipped the bag, dumped the components onto the ground, and pulled out her phone to search for a tutorial on pitching a tent.
Cassie crouched beside her, watching her fumble. Her little brows furrowed as she rested her chin in her hands. "Do you not know how to build a tent, Seraphina?"
The truth was, setting up a tent was not as simple as it looked. The online tutorials made it look like a breeze, but the actual execution was a nightmare.
Seraphina was dripping with sweat, and she still hadn't managed to get the structure upright. Just then, a man strolled over, a sleazy smile plastered across his face.
"Hey there, need some help?"
Seraphina and Cassie exchanged a look. Everyone else had already set up camp, and their failure was starting to make Cassie feel a bit embarrassed.
Left with no other choice, Seraphina conceded, "Alright, I'd appreciate that. Thank you."
The man hurried over. As he approached the tangled mess of nylon and poles, he threw a loaded, lingering glance in her direction.

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