C79 Charlie

My bare foot landed hard on the sharp point of a rock and I stumbled. Maybe tearing out of the house in a bathrobe wasn’t the smart move. But there was no going back. I had to get there, to stop this. Somehow.

“Wait!” a voice behind me called out, high pitched and just desperate enough to make me pause and turn.

“If you’re going to tell me to stop, Lane, it won’t work,” I said