“C’mon, baby.” She whimpers as I lift her in my arms. I hold her tighter to me and run. Her head lolls against my chest. “Ow, asshole.” “That’s it. Keep calling me an asshole.” My boots crunch leaves, dirt, rock. “It’s just pain. Push through it. All it is is pain.” “Easy for you to say,” she growls. “I’d take it if I could.” “B-Bullshit.” Her wheezing breaths don’t make me feel any better. I move faster. “You’re gonna be okay, Fallon.” Her head falls back in my arms as she cranes to look at me. “Liar,”
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