Austin lifted his head off the ground and dropped it to the mud. He repeated the action over and over again. Think! Everything depends on you remembering this!
He sighed after several minutes. He got lost his first day in high school between third and fourth period. How did he expect to find the Tizona campus? Why couldn’t he have gotten accepted to a normal school instead of this cult in the middle of a swamp that thought it was West Point? Why did everything in his life have to be so hard? He hurled his walking stick into the brush and fell back into the dirt.
He closed his eyes, the sunlight warming his face.
When he opened his eyes, he wasn’t sure how much time had passed. The sun had moved and hid behind the trees on his tiny island. He wiped his face and the drool trailing down hi
