I sat up, carefully cradling her limp form on my lap. One side of her body was burned from her scalp to her toes. My hand shook as it hovered over her head and the small clumps of hair that remained. I looked over the burned parts of her body and the clothes that barely clung to her form, trying to find some way to touch her without causing her more damage. Her body was already healing, but I didn’t want to cause her more pain. I had done enough of that to last both of our lifetimes ten times over.
