Book 10: Feel You

Aviva

Rage and worry fight for control as Shosanna stares at us, glancing from face to face. Her mouth and fingers are stained red from feasting from a basket of berries sitting next to her in the cart, but one quick scan of her body in whole shows me she’s dry and uninjured. 

I think of crossing the creek only a few hours ago, how easily the current could have swept the cart away with her in it, and my chest convulses. 

I open my mouth to say something, anything, but a muffled groan comes out instead. 

Freya is the first to act. She brushes past me, her face twisted in confusion, and storms up to Shosh, picking her up and throwing her over her shoulder like a sack of grain. Freya turns to James and Dhalia, who are watching the scene play out in shocked silence, Freya’s blonde hair is wild and coming loose from the long braid down her back as Shosh thrashes and kicks. “Where will I be staying?” she asks politely, smiling kindly