Waiting For You
ime and obsessed with small animals and insects of every kind. Tiny fish and wart ridden toads, soil drenched worm
ity they always made sure it was well fed and cared for. I think the latter part had more to do with Raff's ded
another, telling them I would only slow them down or get myself into trouble. True, they had a point about me getting them into to trouble
nd convinced Fynn to let me tag along, since their only plans involved a cooling swim down at what our
l and low, somewhere between a growl and a whimper. The boys said I was imagining things but I knew what I'd hear
as loud, angry. "This is your fault Raff! I
voice more exasperated than angry
h here and there to listen, and even with those short times of stopping I managed to keep ahead o
, the fearful whine turned into a growl and a half starved mutt ran out
an my arm. If it had once been loved, or an animal of some sort of domestication, there was no sign of it now
he least bit out of breath. "He's gon
f, my eyes refusi
ke him home and feed him, he'
od, he's past savin
just a stupid boy who doesn't care about anything
with me. Raff looked back at it and t
get you out of here. Come on,"
ed, reefing
later he was there, a frown creasing his glistening
og. Half starved and scared to
an I could blink, it ran at me, its jaws snapping. Raff grabbed hold of me and yanked backwards, saving my hand
nt down behind me, locking his arms around me as I made a lunge for my brother.
ere," he said, no
Fynn. The murderer stayed in view just long enough for me to watch him stand up and slide his tiny
it took three days before I'd look
others were down there, turning their horses with barely a pause before driving them tow
him through. When I'd finally realised that the little dog's death had indeed been my fault, al
hat felt like every second of every day. If it were indeed possible for
precious glimpse of Raff, moving with such fluid grace in the fading light below. At least it would soon be ove
is how I find you? Mooning over boys in
ume my place beside her, every inch of my self rest
a newborn babe. For my future son, she'd said. I thought the exercise rather pointless myself, since any son I had wou
t ridiculous