Chapter 33
Zach took a drag of his cigarette and looked at the sky reddening in the corner of the hospital yard. Kirra was right—a gigantic dirt storm was coming, and it would be a very bad idea to be in the eye of it. He hadn’t smoked a cigarette in a long time. But it wasn’t hard for him to drop a poor habit such as smoking because he didn’t do it to satisfy a desperate need. He’d never depended on anything or anyone. There was once a time when he had been completely carefree.
It wasn’t the matter of taking on new responsibilities and the fact that many lives depended on him that weighed on his shoulders, it was the cause and effect of it all. Each action he took now had subsequent effects—those that were more significant than he cared for.
He had feelings for Mya, strong feelings. Wh
