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Natalie lay with her face in the dirt.
“Don’t come out, even when you think it’s safe,” she shouted at Julie. Julie already knew that, of course, but this was no time to rely on half-spoken twin-code.
“You don’t either,” Julie shouted back. Her voice was muffled by the two shelters.
They had their hands raised to either sides of their heads, hooked inside the foil to keep it pinned tight to the ground. The shelters were set close enough that they were in contact from elbow-to-wrist and boot-to-boot…and never had the distance felt greater. Foil shelters, heavy leather gloves, and the chasm of possibly imminent death.
“If you take one, please take both,” she whispered to the fire gods. That was why they’d dated twins in the first place. As much as they drove each other crazy on occasi
