And then something occurs to me.
When I woke up today, there was no weighted blanket on the bed. Or the floor.
Did he…?
No. No way. There’s no way.
Despite taking me away from a life that was killing me, despite nursing me through an illness and making sure Willow is safeand comfortable… I know that he’s still probably going to kill me himself. He blames me for his brother’s life sentence, and ina way, it’s a life for a life.
Which is why I have to plan our escape.
Something that does hamper the plan is the one guard’s voice echoing in my mind: the desert is a large, lonely, and deadlyplace. Even though we’re probably only twenty minutes by car from the city, that’s a lot longer of a walk for an adult, let alonea small child, when nature is actively trying to st
