While Alex is resting, Rita asks me to walk with her to exercise her leg. I know it is already healed, and assume it is because she anticipates needing to run on it soon.
As long as we can get Alex up and moving; she may be better, but now he’s sick.
Others are milling around the pack. I haven’t met anyone else yet, and they’re all curious about me. I catch glances and stares but try to ignore them. After all, I’ve been getting unwanted attention my whole life.
Rita waits for a few moments before speaking. “They all want to know why you’re here.”
“Me too.”
Rita’s gaze is fixed straight ahead, but she can sense my trepidation. “You’re here because Alex put you in danger. It’s as simple as that.”
I don’t reply. I don’t know what to say—and I think I may start crying, I’m just so overw
