Luke’s chest heaved as the last of his anger left him. The silence after his outburst sat heavy in the small room. Frustration was written all over his face, sharp and clear. He had been carrying the pressure alone since they fled the city. Anyone could see the weight was starting to crush him.
Mindy, on the other hand, shrank back near the cot. Guilt burned through her chest almost at once. She had only spoken from fear, but now it felt selfish. Her lips parted as she prepared to apologize. Before she could speak, a rough gravelly voice rose from the bed.
“She isn’t questioning your strength, Luke... she is only seeing the world for what it is.”
The voice sounded weak, yet it filled the room with instant force. Mindy gasped and covered her mouth with one hand. Ken Hawkins’ eyes had ope
