“I’ll drive,” he choked out. “I’m faster, and I can’t—” his voice broke, and he sucked in a quivering breath. “Please just hold her for me. I need to not, ah, I need to just…” Staggering, he leaned against the side of my car and clung to Shannon’s small body. “Molloy, I’m really scared.” My heart cracked clean open in my chest. “It’s okay, Joe, baby. You drive.”
