I slid and skidded my way down the embankment, keeping my balance, but only just.
Following the flattened foliage that marked where Abby's body
(don't say it like that don't even fuckin' think it)
had fallen and slipped down.
Too far down.
The back of my head had started to throb. It was if I'd cracked it against something, hard.
(please be alright)
With my wolf's eyes, I caught a flash of blue, partially hidden in the thick underbrush.
Abby's jeans.
I leapt the last six feet or so, landing solidly on both feet. Seconds later, I was on my knees beside Abby, who lay slumped on her left side, her back to me.
Pushing aside the sudden rush of deja vu of seeing her positioned like this for the second time,
(torn black top, pink bra strap, curls on the pillow)
I removed her ba
