CHAPTER 17
LUNCH ESCAPE
Rory was waiting just outside the door. As promised, Linda asked her to retrieve Shea’s towel. Before they trudged back down to the Seedling campsite, Shea swallowed a couple of aspirin and washed them down with water from the bottle. The uncoated aspirin left a bitter aftertaste which didn’t go away, even with more swigs of water.
“Doing okay?” Rory asked.
Shea grunted while trying to maneuver around a large rock on the path. “Fine.”
“Sorry about your leg. Must really hurt.”
“Yeah.”
She just wanted to locate Megan, convince her to get the hell outta Dodge, and recover at home for a few days in peace. Part of her also wanted to sneak back up to Dr. Linda’s cabin and retrieve her oxy and g*n. Bad enough the b***h took her meds but leaving her in possession of
