Each passing second caused my heart to beat faster against my chest and my palms , which were clasped together , had started to grown clammy . I would have really believed that Griffin had died while sitting upright with his eyes open but the slight dilating in his ink blan usek pupils and his eye balls moving every so often said otherwise .
We were starting to draw attention from a few mothers and people who were engaging in their daily run would slow down to look at Griffin .
I nudged his biceps with my index finger, poking him slightly . " Griffin ? " I called out to him in a hushed whisper while smiling at the passerbys like everything is okay . Griffin was clearly running the idea, risks and worst case scenarios in his head .
After , what seemed like the longest three minutes ,
