The thought makes me sick and as we hightail it onto the main route and relatively clean air with no more impaired vision, the sun warms us as it starts to reach higher in the sky. If we were not on such a depressing mission, it would be the start of a beautiful and unusually warm day. I rub my temples, overwhelmed with utter sadness and despair at what we are even having to do and force Colton out of my mind once again. The constant craving for him never seems to subside and now we re leaving them behind, I experience a new sense of longing and a subtle panic that we will be far apart.
"Don t think about it. Just focus on what we must do. It s a long drive and we have to stick to human routes to keep contact with other packs to a minimum. If we plough on, we can get there before dark as
