Daisy
I rested my head on my knees, closing my eyes and wishing I could rewind the past few days, pretend none of this had ever happened. The lack of sleep, hunger, thirst, and emotional upheaval were all too much. Exhaustion wanted to drag me under, and for a moment, I wanted to let it.
I don't know how long Willow had been gone, but the sun was blazing high in the blue sky outside the barn when I heard the muffled squeak of a wheel needing oil. The men that had come to drag her away had been unfamiliar to me, and the one that brought her back was also a new face. He was big and lumbering, and I noticed he was missing three fingers and a chunk of one of his hands. The scars were well healed, but his eyes flicked over me warily and he made sure to keep a healthy distance away from the ca
