Noah I watch as Lyric emerges from the stream, her skin glistening with water droplets. I hand her the towel and she wraps it around herself. Then, without another word, she strides in the direction of the car with just the towel around herself and nothing else. This week has been rough on her, and I’ve been trying to give her some grace, but that is coming to a quick end. We’ll never survive weeks, even months, on the road if she doesn’t get over herself in a hurry. By the time we catch up with her, Lyric is dressed and rummaging in the car for something. Leila stands hunched and miserable, clutching her belly, her children - three small, pale shadows dressed in colourless clothes for some reason - huddled behind her thin legs. Even if this is a trap, Bryce is going to great lengths to make it look authentic. I don’t spare Leila much thought past the pup in her belly, but the children don’t need to suffer. "Come, sit by the fire," I invite the kids over, my voice calm despite t
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