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Chapter 60: No can do, pretty boy!
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2024-10-29 19:42:56~Wren~
It may sound a little dramatic, but—I am dying. This child looked so small before but now that he is asleep and I’ve been carrying him for hours. He is a damn sight heavier with every step. The sun is up, and yes, we took a break. (ok it was multiple breaks.) But that doesn’t make this trek any easier. We have been so damn lucky in avoiding anyone else thus far, but my back is dripping sweat and Jade has to keep wiping my forehead.
“Are we almost there?” I ask her, my voice terse.
“Hey man, I volunteered to carry the little pup.”
“He didn’t want you to carry him. He wanted me.”
Jade sighs and shakes her head and looks back down at the general instructions on the super vague map Avi was using when he was in the territory.
“Whatever. Anyway, it looks like we should be there. We are looking for what again?
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