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The Lost Word – Chapter 5
Focus. He scanned the ground for anything useful. Shards of metal, part of a tray table that was melted and distorted… He’d give all his toys for a bottle of Tylenol right now. Then again, Tylenol was probably not enough to help her. She was so pale…
Don’t think about that. But it was too late, the anxiety had already curled around his heart.
He was beginning to feel his own thirst, but he was almost grateful to ignore it. He had gone almost the whole way around the burning wreckage when he saw the burnt body.
He recoiled, nearly pissing himself, stumbling backward. His eyes seemed wide as the sky. The smell was horrible and sweetish.
He turned away. Maybe if I look in the woods…
It occurred to him that if his mother was not hurt, she would be the one out here, seeing these things. He was suddenly glad that she was half-conscious. He would gladly see them for her, if he had that power.
There’s gotta be a stream around here somewhere…
He felt as if a hand were gently reaching between him and his mother, and flipping the balance of their relationship. He sensed he would never go back to being a kid again, and in that moment he was glad to shoulder the burden. He would take care of her now.
He moved quickly under the trees. He had to watch his step here too, not because of the shrapnel, but because roots twisted on the forest floor like snakes.
Despite the heat, he felt a chill. The island, it seemed, was watching him.
Gabby Deveaux
Still sitting at the same place in the tropical forest, Gabby saw the boy coming towards her long before he had any chance of spotting her. She sat in silence and watched him until he was only a few feet away – he seemed to be so busy looking at the roots on the ground that he still hadn’t seen her – then she addressed him in a low voice.
"Hey, kid, what are you doing out here all by yourself?"
Shay McCutcheon & Gabby Deveaux
Shay gasped and jumped back. Normally he’d answer immediately, but he was already so upset by the day’s events.
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Ha!! Papi iz supa funny to me . . . Im excited about the rest so don’t keep diz tomboy waitin ne longer!! Whelp, like alwayz from me, Baby-gurlz, LYLAS ;-p . . . Stank . . . Da’ one and only, chickaz!