Chapter SixI didn't go back to base the next day. Fortunately, no one came to drag me as I'd feared. It didn't matter if Diggy was the third in command and a superior; he was not in my contract and I refused to be subject to scorn and derision. Instead, I soaked my ribboned feet in warm water and bandaged the deeper wounds on my backside and the backs of my thighs, though the bleeding had long stopped.
I missed Vicky a lot. Her non-stop chatter, her laughter, her witty remarks. Her companionship. I hadn't realized how attached I'd gotten until she'd left. She was all the normal I had.
Grimacing in pain, I stretched my bandaged legs atop the coffee table and turned the TV on low for Frizz. He hopped beside me and settled down in his usual crouch, his wings limp. He smelled of the strawber
