Renee frowned.
… of course it wasn’t Jason. Why would he even…
Exhaustion hit next, like a truck.
… what the hell?
Renee did her best to stay focused. Her eyes grew heavy, making it harder to keep them open. Her arms muscles felt worse…
“Drink child,” Sol reminded her. “Boy…” he claimed Adam’s attention next, “Find her a hearty meal next door. Any number will do.”
“Why? What’s wrong with her?” Adam worried as Renee began dropping in his arms.
“The mateship she shares with this other being is being depleted. She’s exhausted,” he replied, “Can you not see it?”
The urgency of Sol’s message made her anxious.
… he didn’t just try to cross it.
… was he blind? There was no clear path through…
“Keep your eyes open!” Kris struggled to command her.
“Keep talking to me,” Renee pleaded
