With the earthy scent of corn stalks and the living green walls around them, Minerva walked aimlessly through the annual corn maze. She had long given up trying to find the exit, but she couldn’t complain. There were worse things than being lost and alone with her Silas, it was hard enough to go see her boyfriend when the band was busy with practice.
So maybe she had a reason not to rush.
“Are you sure we should go this way, Min?” Silas asked, scratching the side of his he...
