She grabbed a flashlight and made her way carefully down the driveway to the truck, dropping it when the light caught the boulder. It was them. The rock itself had grown two new formations in the shape of Wolf’s and Ami’s bodies, their hands and faces well-defined, fingers intertwined as they sat against the back of it. Only one of Ami’s big brown eyes remained flesh and gazed into Wolf’s face. The truck keys had been dropped off to the side. Kam knelt in the dirt and stared at her friends, tears falling silently.
