CHAPTER 10
WE PULLED AWAY from Sara’s house, minus the little girl who was my whole world. The ache in my chest grew more intense with every passing mile, but I forced myself to focus on the task at hand.
“Do you have any kind of plan?” I asked Elizabeth.
“Yeah, I need dinner. I missed lunch and I’m starving.”
She drove at the same breakneck speed as before, but at least that meant we’d get to our destination faster. I hadn’t eaten since my aborted lunch, and it was almost nine now, but I had other things on my mind besides hunger.
“You need to eat,” Elizabeth said, reading my mind. “You might not think you’re hungry, but your body needs fuel. The next few weeks are gonna be tough, and straight up, you’ve lost your edge. You might have been snapping at my heels once, but the last few
