Chapter 35
“Please, can you help me? My friend is hurt,” Lareina pleaded. The woman passing by pretended not to hear and crossed the street. She had asked at least thirty people for help, but not one of them would even stop to talk. They all seemed preoccupied, wrapped up in their own problems, watching for some invisible force lurking nearby.
“Fine, pretend we don’t exist,” she shouted after the woman.
“Hey, it’s all right,” Aaron said. “Let’s take a break.” He leaned heavily against her, unable to support any weight on his right leg. It had taken another day and night for them to hobble into Dallas. They moved as one slow, lumbering person, receiving suspicious glances from everyone they passed. A building dread permeated the air. The city remained quiet in the middle of the day. Peop
