Peter shrugs, chuckling, and tries to sit up. His hand brushes hers. Skin no longer burning hot.
Sarah puts his arm around her shoulders. They try to stand. Her knees buckle. They fall.
Aengus and Grady run over and put Peter between them.
Peter grabs Sarah’s arm, looking her dead in the eyes. “I felt her die. I saw her pain, Sarah. I don’t know what that means.” He frowns, eyes sagging low.
Sarah strokes his cheek with the back of her fingers. “It’s okay Peter, we will figure it all out.” She rubs her hand over his, and he lets go, allowing Aengus and Grady to help him walk to the horses.
Boris pulls Sarah aside. “Well, I can't say any of this hasn't shaken me." He sighs, looking her in the eyes. "What now fer yaouw two?” He raises his eyebrows, putting a hand on her shoulder.
Sarah
