"Don't pull that hood so low, Sera, or you’ll look like you’re trying to rob the place instead of just buying a gallon of milk," Caspian said, leaning against the dusty door of the truck.The humidity in Georgia felt like it was trying to drown me. It was only eight in the morning, but the air was already thick enough to chew on. We were standing in the gravel lot of a general store that looked like it had been standing since before the dirt was invented."I feel like everyone is staring at me, Caspian," I whispered, my fingers white as I gripped the handle of the truck door. "Even the birds.""The birds don't read the New York Post, and neither do most of the people in this county," he said, but his eyes were scanning the perimeter of the lot, never staying still. "Go in, get the milk, get the bread, and get the aspirin for your brother. I’ll stay right here. If a black SUV so much as sneezes, I’ll be inside to get you.""You make me feel like I’m made of glass," I said."Lately, you
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