His own anxieties resurfaced; he hoped for no repeat of past troubles.

Isaac shot him a pointed glance, silently reprimanding Forrest's negative outlook.

"If you don't speak of it, nothing will transpire," he countered, leaving Forrest momentarily speechless.

As they reached the door, they found a boy standing outside.

While Isaac was unfamiliar with him, Forrest recognized him immediately. "Brewster," he identified.