“Did he just have a heart attack?” Rowan asks. He stops by Harvey’s unmoving head to stare down at his bloodied face. My shoulders fall with disappointment. “This is so uncool, Harvey.” “You literally scared him to death. You should be proud.” “I had so much more in me.” I give Mama Mead a petulant shove and she rolls off Harvey’s unmoving chest. “Do you think we should give him CPR?” “If you want to, but I call dibs on not doing mouth-to-mouth.” “… Dammit.”
