I"m still laying near the fire when Drew sits down next to me.
“Thank you for saving my life,” I say.
Drew reaches for my hand and sighs. “Quite a day.”
“Yeah.”
Sam walks up and smirks as he looks at us. “So, what"s this here?” Sam points to our interlocked hands and raises his eyebrows.
I reach over with my free hand and punch Sam in the leg. “Shut it,” I say. He feigns hurt.
“You better watch that one, Drew. She"ll beat you up.” His smile broadens and is still plastered on his face when it happens. A shot rings out in the dark and Sam falls over sideways.
“Sam? Sam!” I lunge for him, but Drew tackles me to the ground.
“Stay down,” he yells. Another shot rings out.
Drew changes his mind. “Dawn, get up and go.” We start running.
I don"t look back; I can"t.
