“I have to get out of here.” He croaked it, disoriented as he looked around as if he were searching for something that had gone missing. “Where are you going to go?” Fear clotted her whispered words. His head shook harshly. “I don’t know. Anywhere. Just…away.” He turned and started to walk, disappearing into the thick bushes and trees. And she wanted to call out to him. Beg him not to forget about her. But she got the sick feeling in her stomach that he would.
