That was where morning found me.
Before I even opened my eyes, I knew my body would protest any sudden movements. Muscles twitched from overuse, and my arms and legs ached from being strained. Swinging that heavy chair at the glass window in the Collection Center might have been the only way we could escape, but I regretted it when I woke. The sand was hard-packed around me and uncomfortable, and the sun was beginning to beat down on the side of my face exposed to the sky, but I wanted nothing more than to lie here another few hours or so, maybe another day or two, however long it took to feel right again.
But when I opened one eye and saw Kyer sprawled on his back a few feet away from me, I felt a surge of relief spike through me. I was right, I knew I’d be, because he was still with me
