“What happened back there at the old aerie? I saw you get stung by the scorpion. I watched you die. How did you survive?” I explain about the scorpion sting paralyzing and slowing down the heart and breathing so that the victim seems dead. “I thought for sure I’d lost you.” Lost me? I stare into the fire without seeing it. “I thought I’d lost you too.” The words barely come out.
