Kinza’s foot bounced on the dash in time with the radio. When the morning had come, it had brought with it a sense of renewal for her. While none of the bad stuff from the night before had gone away, she felt less like she was drowning this morning.
Zaid drove them back down the highway in their stolen car. Before they left town, they had checked and found out someone had seen the fire, and it had been put out before it could spread too far. She was thankful she didn’t burn down an entire mountain.
Zaid looked over at her, the sunlight dappling through the window onto his face and chest. He looked at her quizzically, though, and turned the radio down. “I have to ask you something about last night.”
She raised her eyebrows at him in question, hoping he would talk faster. She liked this s
