“Wait, I think I should stay with you. You know, just in case.” “In case what?” “Bears. Wolves. Possibly owls. You never know with those creepy little fuckers. They can turn their heads all the way around, like they’re possessed. They’re obviously the work of Satan.” he’s blathering, and I reach out and gently touch the side of his face. His words taper off, and he just blinks at me. “Hey, I’ll be fine. I’m not going far.”
