CHAPTER FOUR
A lump formed in my throat the size of the Rocky Mountains. I drew my hand back and clutched my arm against my chest. “She… if I’m really dead, will she take me?”
Duncan studied my face and there was a hint of pity in his eyes. “I don’t know.”
I tightened my shaking hand into a fist and swallowed the lump before I gave him a shaky smile. “Well, I guess we all have to go some time. Now lead the way.”
He stared at me for a long moment before he offered me his arm. I blinked at him as he nodded at the road ahead of us. “It’s a long walk, and you look tired.”
I snorted and looped my arm through his. “You wouldn’t believe how tired.”
A ghost of a smile touched his lips as we ventured onward. “Perhaps I might.”
Our journey ended an hour later and some five miles away
