CHAPTER 42Even though it was after seven in the morning, it looked like night outside. While it wasn’t raining yet, thick dark clouds loomed over everything, threatening all kinds of weather. Mara adjusted the heat blowing onto her windshield, so it would hit her feet, while Sam loaded his books and things into the backseat. When he hopped into the passenger seat, she put the Outback into gear and backed out of the driveway. The day looked to be the same color as their slate-colored Craftsman house.
“You look terrible,” Sam said.
Mara took a sip of coffee from her travel mug and didn’t reply. She decided to use her energies to concentrate on navigating.
“I think it might be a good idea for you to stay home for a few days. You’ve really been going nonstop for weeks now, and the wear and
