Chapter 20
We stood in front of the house, and the air was still thick with the effects of everything that had happened. The ground was wet, and the grass blades pressed coldly against my bare toes, making sharp little stings go up my skin every time I moved. It didn't really hurt, but after everything my body had been through, even the smallest pain felt worse, as if my senses had been stripped bare. I looked down for a second and saw the faint scars and wounds that were still on my feet and legs. They were reminders of the journey and everything that had brought us here. It was strange how standing still could make me feel so tired.
It looks like Terrence's men parked the cars farther away from the others, probably so they could have more privacy or control over the situation. It made
