Chapter 21He awoke early in the morning. Cameron could see his breath. He crawled out of his tent and warmed his hand by the fire. Predictably, Kenna was up, too. Since he had no more pot to give her, she went back to not sleeping. He waved at her. “Good morning.”
Kenna snorted. “It’s freezing.”
“Every morning I wake up is a good morning,” he insisted. Since losing his arm, he was beginning to realize how valuable his life was. Not just for him, either. He almost died. What would Ezra and Nicky do without him? Sure, they had each other, but they loved him so much. He didn’t have a right to take himself away from them. And Kenna said she needed him in her own way, too.
“You worried about the mission?” she asked.
“No. I just think we need to be careful.”
“Of course.”
“I don’t think I c
