CHAPTER 3
Past midnight, Winter Solstice
“You all right in there? Hey, you all right?”
Cold. Kennedy had never been so cold in her life.
“You ok?” There was a pounding on the car window, a flashlight beam blinding her eyes.
She reached her hand to the side and croaked weakly, “Willow?”
“I’m here.”
A small breath of warmth when her fingertips brushed her roommate’s shoulder.
“We’re ok?” Kennedy asked.
“Yeah, we’re ok. We hit a moose.”
“I know. I saw it.”
“Me, too. Just too late.”
More tapping on the window. “Can you hear me? Do you need help?”
“Someone’s here,” Kennedy announced. Feeling was returning to her limbs. Limbs that ached as if frost had seeped into each individual nerve bundle. How long had she and Willow been lying here? She tried her door and did her best to rouse
