“What just happened?” asked Forrest as he tried giving a hand to Gabriella but she put up her hand. She was feeling extremely queasy and did not want her partner close so that she could throw up on his shoes.
“I saw it,” whispered Gabriella.” The thing. Your creature on the roof.” Her legs seemed to buckle away under her and she slid all the way down to the concrete crumpled against the wall. She could not even think that it was a hallucination.
“It just saved my life,” said Gabriella. It was more of a statement to herself rather than telling Larry.
A long silence passed. Wind swept alley, scattering the grit that stung her eyes and pelted her face. I should be dead, thought Gabriella. I should be lying here with a bullet in my brain. Instead I am going home tonight. I am going to hug
