“You broke the promise,” Sienna said quietly. Not cruel. Just factual. Like reciting the outdoor code. Be careful with fire. Leave no trace.

At sixteen, she was the oldest girl in Troop 909, a band of mismatched Brownies and Juniors who still believed the biggest adventure was finding a lost compass. But Sienna had earned her Silver Award, kept her uniform pressed, and never once broken the promise she’d made in the flicker of flashlight and candle wax: On my honor, I will try.

Try. Not succeed. Not fix. Try.