CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
PRIYAJax looked queasy as he left the den. I didn’t ask where he was going because I understand the need for space more than most. Maybe it was from the muggy air or from the suffocating place that is our enclosure. Either way, eventually, you get used to it. Since I’m in a better mood than when I first entered the den, I decided to search for Ben, again. He’s avoiding me.
As I step outside, I shiver. The dissipating rain has left a chill in the air but it’s still warm. I’d prefer a little more than my disintegrating gray dress to cover me though. Dr. Jenkins provided me with a new one after my accident, I guess. It’s technically an old one from some other animal that died since they won’t have new ones until the fall, when they issue updated clothing. It’s unfair that
