Devan

My feet move faster and faster as gravity kicks in, increasing my speed as I run down the hill. One glance over my shoulder and I see that Justin is gone, no longer on the top of the ridge. Nearing Marilyn’s car, I’m fighting to breathe, working to slow my steps in the soft ground, and despite the cool temperatures, I’m sweating like crazy under the big hoodie. My two friends are out of the car, waving their hands and screaming. I ...