CHAPTER ELEVEN
Kevin woke to stillness, and dared to breathe a sigh of relief, because at least he was alive… wasn’t he? The world seemed almost too beautiful this morning to be real. The sky was blue and calm, the only clouds fluffy and white rather than huge and storm filled. Out in the distance, there was the faintest glimpse of land, although Kevin had no idea where it was.
Bobby nuzzled against him and Kevin petted the dog, standing up and unclipping them both from the mast.
“Good boy,” Kevin said. It felt as though every part of him hurt right then.
The others looked to be in about the same shape. Both Chloe and Luna were sleeping, Chloe’s head on Luna’s shoulder in a way that would probably annoy them both when they woke up. For a second, it occurred to Kevin that they might not
