Nineteen
I had to bring up all of my strength to open my eyes. Someone dragged me across a forest. I felt my feet bumping along the ground. I looked around. Annie and Björn both held my arms. In front of me, Caleb limped on the dark green moss. All of my body hurt, and I tried to localize that pain, make a quick diagnosis. At least two ribs were broken. My head ached. Then Rahab’s face returned to me. And with it, all the rage.
I broke away from the grip, and stumbled towards Caleb, throwing him down with my whole weight. He was unprepared, fell to the ground, eyes wide. The silver of them glanced towards me while I raised my fists to slam them into his face.
“You bastard! This is all your fault! This is your fault!” My cries felt like a desperate wailing of a child. But I could not sto
