Chapter 56
The wind off the lake picks up discarded foliage, shuttling dead leaves down the road. The breeze does nothing to alleviate the heat from the blazing summer sun. As I walk down Wellington Street, dodging bits of trash and chunks of broken glass in the roadbed, I feel my fingers swell. The air is thick as bath water. My skin, hidden beneath layers of holey cotton, is clammy. That's when I see it. Flicking in my periphery: a moving human form. My adrenaline spikes, sending the sharp sting of fear through my body. I shouldn't be out like this. I shouldn't be out here on my own. But I have no choice. Austin needs food. He needs medicine. I don't move my head as my gaze flits to the side. I'm surprised by what I see. A person who's dressed the same as me, walked along at the same clip I've s
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