Chapter 44
Bobby kept himself moving, walking stiffly between his car, the closest tree, the hunk of rock he’d parked beside. He kept away from Dusty’s rolling intimidation of a car, afraid he’d take something and do his best to bash in the headlights and windshield and everything else he could reach if he got too close.
The one thing he made certain to stay as far away from as he could was the Lightning Rock itself.
He’d barely pretended to tolerate Steph’s obsession with weather, most of the time nodding politely while she droned on and on. Usually he focused on one of his own upcoming games with a new playmate so he wouldn’t look bored or actually nod off.
But he was absolutely certain lightning couldn’t possibly strike close enough to him that he’d heard a sharp crack—right before
