To Live For
“Joshua, what’s wrong?”
The words didn’t touch the scope of what was happening here, but I had to start somewhere.
“I… I thought I’d lost you,” Joshua muttered distractedly, maintaining his death grip on the rifle.
Somewhere in my stomach, there was a stab of minor irritation. I’d been missing for a day, maybe two, and he’d already given up looking for me? Had he even started trying? But that was stupidly selfish. I was fine, and he was obviously about as far as possible from being able to say the same. He was the one who needed me to be there for him now, not the other way around.
“You didn’t lose me,” I said gently.
“Yeah!” Eater pointed helpfully. “She’s right here!”
“I can see that!” Joshua snapped, “But…” he looked at me, miserably wordless.
I couldn’t guess what t
