Eighteen
TruthTiny blue, green, and white lights twinkled behind closed eyelids. Each deliberate inhale and exhale slowed the fluttering in my chest and the thrumming in my ears. The thump so loud it drowned out the whispered voices.
“You okay?”
The voice pulled me from within, a warm hand rested on my forearm, and I shook it free. Rivulets of blood ran from a scrape on my right knee. Pieces of skin and dirt protruded like little islands. I plucked a small stone from the abrasion.
“Are you all right?” Beth dropped the black pack and rifled through its items.
A shaky breath blew from between my lips as my heart slowed. I nodded at my sister then turned my attention toward Marcus. Anger burned my cheeks. Jaw tensed and teeth gritted. He had denied others existed. My eyes narrowed as we
