C12 Chapter 12

“Clay’s gone to Earth. We’ve lost.” I choke. I look and see Homer’s body, face down on the ground. He’s most likely dead, but still, I have to find out. I’ll never forgive myself if I don’t. I lunge forward, an overwhelming sense of failure dropping on me like a ton of bricks—shiny, huge, Greek-sized marble ones. I just want to crawl away in some hole and hide for a few centuries