Chapter 32
Kendall’s focus returned as he felt himself set down gently on a cot.
He was in a tent.
He must have blacked out after seeing the strange man in the desert. He had thought it all an illusion, but it couldn’t have been. He was still alive. He felt his heart beating, his lungs expanding and collapsing, the desert heat swelling against his skin.
The green bell pepper was sitting in a chair across from him, and he handed Kendall a rusting tin cup of cold water. Kendall drank it in a quick, deep gulp and asked for more, rejoicing at the flow of the ice cold river down his throat, suffusing all over his body. The water was just what he needed. He felt reinvigorated, as if he could fly into the sky and go find Brocc.
He tried to stand, but his legs failed him and the canvassed wor
