Chapter 25
Another big rock bashed the side of the canoe as it slid mercilessly downstream. Nayn winced, throwing a concerned glance at Annie, who ignored him. The angry river was shouting at her to remember all she had lost here. If Nayn hadn’t forced her to keep moving she never would have made it past the threshold of the tunnel into the stark winter landscape. One look at the river that had claimed the life of her Guardian had broken her down into a useless bundle of cowering limbs. The secret hidden in her bag had made it even harder to move. Her stomach churned with memories and guilt. No matter how long she hid from her past, it would always be there, waiting for her. Unchanged. Guilt from her present warred with guilt from her past. She would not lose Dallmin the way she’d lost Lu
