CHAPTER TEN
Between the curlew's eerie shrieks and the rustling sounds of small critters in the bush, Meghan didn’t sleep well. When the sun finally threw light on the camp site, Meghan sat up and watched it, soaking in the beauty of the light streaking through the trees. Lachie was snoring loudly, and Darcy had turned away from her. Climbing out of the swag, Meghan wandered to the creek and splashed water on her face. She breathed the fresh morning air, letting it deep into her lungs. Hearing a strange noise, she hurried back to find Lachie crouched over a bush. The smell of vomit made her stomach turn.
"You okay?" Meghan knelt beside him and rubbed his back. Obviously, Lachie had had a few too many. He was pale and sweating. His body repelling the toxins in his bloodstream.
Darcy had
