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Lulled by the gentle squeak and creak of the rocker she occupied, Kyra watched the sun descend on the horizon with a sleepy gaze. She was waiting for Mikos to return from town. It was taking time, even if Ross had a truck that Mikos had borrowed. The terrain around the cabin meant he still had to walk about half a mile from where the truck was stored, though.
Hours had passed since Thea had sent him away with a list of supplies. She’d insisted on the importance, but it was obviously a ploy to get him away.
Which was fine. Kyra used the alone time to piece together everything she’d learned and gone through since her encounter with Sierra. Daunting was an understatement for that task, however.
Her head dipped forward, and she jerked back awake. She rose from the chair and gently slapp
