GwenI lasted maybe four minutes on the cot after Alex left.The wrap around my ankle was secure, the worst of the pain dulled to a deep throb, and the quiet of the first-aid cabin had started to feel more confining than helpful. Outside I could still hear the fair children calling to each other, the low murmur of parents, the occasional burst of laughter. Sitting still had never been one of my strengths. Especially not when Emris was out there without me.I stood carefully, testing my weight. Manageable. Stubbornness did the rest.I stepped back out into the sunlight.It took only a moment to locate the disturbance. A small cluster had formed near the craft tables, two adults squared off with someone I recognized immediately by posture alone. Alex. Emris stood slightly off to the side, close to the table, his small frame drawn in the way it got when he was trying to disappear without fully leaving.I was already moving toward them, uneven but determined, when the woman’s profile came
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