Alice. ‘That’s right, isn’t it? We’re going west?’ ‘Yep. West.’ ‘So we’ve been walking west the whole time?’ Beth said. ‘Since we left the river?’ ‘Christ. Yes. I already said.’ Alice didn’t glance up from her phone. ‘Then –’ A pause. ‘Sorry. It’s just – if this way is west, then why is the sun setting in the south?’ Every face turned, just in time to see the sun drop another notch below the trees.
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