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“Good thinking,” he told me, flashing me a small grin.

I didn’t return it, stepping back to the open door and grabbing the pile of clothes that the bastards who robbed us had left behind. My dirty shirt was replaced with a clean one, and I got dressed quickly. Luckily, I’d packed more than one bra, because one was caked in dirt.

Being fully-dressed didn’t make me feel any better. There was no snow on the ground, but it was cold, and we were going to have to walk for ages…

And the bastard who was supposed to give me closure had only left me more upset, with more questions.

After we stepped into our shoes, we stuffed some extra clothes into a bag and shut the truck—locking it that time—before heading down the road. We both remembered which way we had come from, and figured we could at least find a gas station from which we could call a tow truck.

“You’re being quiet again,” Zed observed, as we walked. “Do you want to talk about it?”

“No,” I said, completely honest. “I need time to think.

He nodded. “Alright. When you’re ready to talk about it, you’ll tell me?”

“Mmhm,” I lied.

I didn’t think I’d ever be ready to talk about that.

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