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    Run – Chapter 7

    Once again a horn yawned wide and long into the night. In a few hours it would be morning. The urgings of dawn never arrived late.

    Lauren spun around the roof deck with her arms wide open. ”This is the most alive I’ve felt in years, even with the Fae chasing us. I want you to live, I want to live…to make my own choices. Set my own course. Listen to me Kenzi,” she advanced toward the sitting Kenzi, dropped to her knees, and planted her hands on Kenzi’s lap, shaking her head, which was full of moths thanks to the tequila. ”I don’t know how Vex found us and I don’t really care. We’re still here and I’ll be damned if I let him be the reason for us having to go back. If, or when, we go back it’ll be because we want to…because you want to. Now, you can make whatever choices you want, Kenzi, but I am hoping it’s still Team Human.”

    Lauren studied Kenzi’s blue eyes, hoping but not knowing what her answer would be. She searched for empathy, tenderness, but instead regarded Kenzi’s features as a valley of anxiety, void of mischief and mirth. What she saw was grave, as if Kenzi’s fate rested on this one answer and fear or uncertainty held her back, from tripping over the edge of the roof and ruining whatever slim chance at happiness Kenzi might have left to her. Lauren’s leg muscles strained beneath her and she moved to stand. Kenzi pulled her into a hug so quickly and abruptly that at first Lauren’s arms dangled by her side before making their way around her friend.

    ”There’s no other team for me,” Kenzi assured her before pushing Lauren backwards onto her ass. ”Fight’s over. Now what’s your plan?”

    Lauren stood and brushed the dust off the seat of her pants. She held her hand out for Kenzi to take. Lauren guided her to the edge of the roof and draped her arm around Kenzi’s shoulder. With her free hand she pointed toward the harbor.

    ”What’ll it take to get onto one of those?”

    Kenzi looked seaward and the litter of cruise ships suckling on the long piers like puppies at its mother’s teat. Kenzi smiled at the challenge. ”As stowaways or crew?”

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