I don’t stop running.
Hours had gone by, a new day had somehow begun, the morning sun was shining down on us, and we had not stopped once. While Raz can easily match his pace with mine, running side by side with ease, just like we always do, it is not the same for my brother.
Lio is the opposite of that.
I can feel him falling behind, nearly too far for me to sense him. I can hear his breathing coming out ragged and unsteady, his steps faltering. I wanted to ignore it, but I know that no matter what has happened and what has changed, he is still not used to this kind of physical activity.
He will burn out if we don’t stop and rest.
With the way he was sounding, he might not make it home.
I almost didn’t care— at least that’s what I told myself. But before I know it, I glance towa
