Chapter 7
The road disappears beneath us as I
drive. When the sun begins to set, coating the rear-view mirror
with a bright orange that leaves me blinking and blinded, Alden
takes the wheel again.
He drives through the night. I try to
stay awake, but the steady rhythm of the road dulls my senses and
before I know it, I’m in that forest again. I’m calling for Tomas,
but his voice comes from all directions and I don’t know where he
is. I call out, frantic because I know he’s around here somewhere.
He’s so close I can smell his cologne and taste the shampoo he
uses, a clean scent that chokes me with tears, I miss it so much.
Tomas!
Right here, he tells me. He
sounds far away but I know that’s not right. I know he’s nearby, I
can sense it. I feel him reaching for me but I can’t
