I slept on the backseat of Malachi’s car as he drove back from Anchorage to Seward. The exhaustion wouldn’t leave me, and I put it down to the uncomfortableness of the plane. Other than that, my world was semi-perfect. I had Malachi back and he had Jessica back, I was certain that I also had Adara back.
Malachi slammed on the brakes as we neared the marina and the car slid on the snow and turned sideways as we stopped and I opened my eyes. The cars were backed up on the highway leading past the lagoon.
I could see flashing blue lights up ahead and Malika peered out of the window. I climbed out of the car and Malachi got out with me. Our breaths were white puffs in the darkness and I noted that nobody else had climbed out of their cars.
“Probably an accident up ahead,” I said to Malachi
