“Dusty!” She began shaking me harder. “You’re scaring me.” There was a rush of other footsteps. She squeaked, whirling around. “I got her.” That was Stone. “Um.” She stood up, backing out of the way. He moved in, then his arms were around me. He asked in my ear, “Can you move at all?” A small shake of my head. That was it. He cursed, but lifted me.
