65. Stinker

~ CARA ~

A few days later, I walked out of the library after an evening shift, grateful that I didn’t need to close up.

As soon as I stepped outside, the hair on my arms stood up and that tingling started in my stomach. It was surreal.

The whole week had been surreal.

The weather was growing colder and night fell earlier and earlier. And yet, when I walked into the woods to hunt, I never needed my jacket, or my shoes. I only wore my hoodie inside because it covered my body and made me feel safer.

As if in response to the thought, a memory of that day in the bathroom with Rig flashed in my head and my entire body lit up.

…Rig had shuddered against me. His hand on my stomach s