C50 Book 3 The Cave

So close that your hand on my chest is my hand,

So close that your eyes close as I fall asleep

~Pablo Neruda, Sonnet XVII

Shit. Double and triple shit.

I rush back into the house to explain to the guys where I'm going.

"We're going with you," Sebastian says, standing.

"I'll be fine," I say. "Besides, Racul 's body needs to be handled, the babies need to be watched