CHAPTER SIXTY
Hannah
Hannah’s head was buzzing. She thought it was because she was overtired and hungry, especially after she’d been so sick lately. But maybe it was from blood loss or hypothermia—or was it hyperthermia? She couldn’t remember which one meant being too cold.
‘Hang on!’ She stopped still, listening hard. ‘It’s a car.’ Her voice cracked with excitement.
Her legs were wobbly, but she managed a slow run using the stick to support her. Her heart pounded, thinking about going home to her family and seeing Bee and Cale and the others.
Hannah tripped and her arms flew up. She lost the stick and fell forward onto her hands. They stung, but she got even more excited because she’d landed on bitumen.
A real road. Not a driveway or something.
And the car was definitely getting cl
