Kyle — easily identifiable by his size despite the grime — was shoving his way around Jared and heading toward . . . me. “You’re letting it tell you its lies? Have you all gone crazy? Or did it lead the Seekers here? Are you all parasites now?” Many heads fell forward, ashamed. Only a few kept their chins stiffly in the air, their shoulders squared: Lily, Trudy, Heath, Wes . . . and frail Walter, of all people.
