Chapter 79

Sloane

I had started counting the days by the bandages.

Morning and night, the door unlocked, and Malachi came in with a basin of hot water, a roll of clean linen and the small brown bottle of something that smelled like pine sap and burned like fire. Morning and night, he unwrapped my leg, looked at it without any expression at all, and wrapped it again.

By that count, I had been awake for six days.

It felt like sixty.

The room was small. One bed, one chair, one chest against the wall. One window, its shutter fixed half-closed from the outside so that all I could see was a strip of clearing, two muddy trucks and the edge of the forest. Rough log walls, the gaps stuffed with old moss, and when the wind came down the mountain at night, it found every one of them.

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