I remember now the bright blue light expanding outward from Tima just as we hit. "Because if Tima wasn't okay, we'd all be dead right now. "I do know that, actually." He looks over his shoulder. I see that he's just on the other side of Lucas, tossing dead tumbleweeds onto a makeshift fire. "Fine? You don't know that," says a voice in the night. Not much else.īrutus whimpers, licking Tima's tattooed arm, which looks like it's bleeding. Tima, her scrawny dog, cactuses, and stars. I roll my head to the side and I see her lying in the dirt next to me. At the moment, I think, it's harder than I remember. She's in shock." Fortis.Ī blur of dirty blond hair comes into view in the darkness, and I feel the familiar warmth surge into my cheeks as a hand touches my face. I feel hands rolling me over, pressing against my arms, my legs. Every bone in my body aches, but I am alive. Dirt and blood and teeth as loose as old corn.
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