Our feet pound onto the dirt in perfect unison, each of us in sync with each other.
Aden is next to me, having to take two strides for my every one, and George is on my other side. I can't even see Caleb past George's form, but I can sense his presence.
His enchanting smell always tends to weave its way to my nose. It is so strong that it almost makes me fall out of step, invoking sorrow and regret through my blood.
I can sense his anger, his frustration pounding against my defenses.
I look around the highway, hoping to find some other way we can avoid this problem. However, nothing comes to my mind. For as far as I can see, the highway extends in both directions.
Suddenly there is a blow, knocking the breath out of me. I feel myself flying, as if I have suddenly grown wings.
My head hurts terribly, the beats of my heart overcoming me. I am thinking of nothing. I am nothing.
