CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Hannah
Hannah bounced on a hard surface, landing on her cheek and the side of her mouth. It couldn’t have been the first time because her head hurt all over and she was dizzy. It was hard to think straight. Ridges of metal pressed into her skin. Something masked her eyes and half-covered her mouth, and her nose was caked with snot, so she couldn’t see and her breathing was raspy. She picked up a funny smell, like her little bros had been having a farting match. Her stomach churned. She didn’t want to chuck up.
Vaguely, she noticed other things. One at a time, they sort of came forward, then faded back, so that she could work out what the next thing was. The rumble of an engine. Tyres swishing on a wet road. Bangs under the bottom of the car, maybe when it hit potholes or
