Chapter Thirty-Eight
Mari had curled up on my lap, her forehead pressed to my neck. Alec, Harper, and Walsh all stood at the front of the outcropping, scanning the darkness. I wanted to join them in their watch, but Mari was shaking. I couldn’t convince myself to let go of her.
I saw the light first. High in the sky, like a shooting star.
“There.” Harper pointed. “There, there, there!”
The light came closer and closer.
Finally, a rumble joined the gleam.
“We should get to the depot,” Alec said. “They’ll go there first.”
“Come on.” I squeezed Mari tight, not caring about the pain in my shoulder or the stinging of my wounds. “We’ve just got to get down the mountain.”
Walsh pulled up the stakes on the left side of the outcropping.
Mari climbed off my lap and stood. She grabbed my han
