right here, exactly where I’m walking. I think about me and Emma walking this same path in the opposite direction, leaving one life and heading for another. It doesn’t seem real. But an hour ago this track was paved and marked with a monument. Now it’s just a bare line on the ground. So, there you go.

Lucy moans and mumbles as we walk. She whispers Eli’s name a few times. But she whispers mine too. I pull her closer and try to get a better hold on her without jarring her too much. I hear more animal noises than I’m used to, which makes sense. I try to plan what I’ll do if one comes too close, drawn in by the smell of blood.

The light is changing around me… early morning or late evening? I try to walk quietly but I’m probably making more noise...

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