“Where are my shoes?” he prompted.
She pulled her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them. “Full of blood. Ronnie had us bury them so they wouldn’t attract animals or anything.”
“Bury them?” No wonder Adam had told him to stay off his feet. Without shoes, he couldn’t go anywhere even if he wanted to. Not even out of the tent to take a leak. Which reminded him…
Don’t think about it,he warned himself, willing the fullness in his bladder away. You can’t stand on your own and do you reallywant Bree to help you? No. Just no. Wait for Ronnie to get back.
As if that would be any easier.