MY BODY SHOOK, SHOOK, shook, making my stomach churn like crazy.
Blinking, I fought against the stickiness bogging down my lashes, but fast winced at the pale light that bled through, my eyes sore and gritty even opened only to slits.
“Dan.” A face blocked my view. A big round moon face surrounded by fire and filled with shadows of concern. “Daniel?”
I grunted, almost retching on the rotten slop still hogging my tongue.
“We need to get you to Nate’s.” The moon face sounded a whole lot like Dad without attitude, without anger, with only soothing tones. “Can you walk?”
He vanished from in front of me, and steel supports wrapped my torso from behind, pressing down on a stomach so full of tenderness it probably cried tears all of its own.
My body peeled from the pond of gunk and spew tha
