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