#Chapter64
New Mexico
/"Sierra said she's powerful, right?…. Witches can be seers. Maybe she knows. Maybe she already knows we're here and we're looking for her?/" I query and clasp Meadows hand unsurely, nerves hitching in my chest, my breathing becoming labored as my palms get clammy and I stiffen all over. I catch Carmen out of the corner of my eye taking a steadying deep breath to reel her own emotions back to calm. Anxiety filling the air around us as we all fall somber now that we're faced with the possible next step of our task. So much is resting on us finding her and I can only prey she is as approachable and willing to help as Sierra thinks she is.
