“They waited until the noise of the engine faded, then stood and started down the rutted dirt road, turning onto the next street they came to, this one thick with growth and lined with a ruin of old houses. They needed to get back to town. But Lyra was mixed up. Which way had they come? They turned again and froze. Several blocks away, the sedan was coming toward them at a crawl. They pivoted and began to run. Lyra didn’t know whether they’d been spotted and was too afraid to look. There was a roaring in her ears. The car, getting closer? “Town.” Lyra’s breath was coming in short gasps, like something alive inside her chest. “We need to get back to town.” She didn’t know whether Caelum had heard. He made a hard right and took off straight across a front yard overgrown with high weeds. A dog began to bark, but no one came out. They squeezed into the narrow dark space between the garage and the house just as the sedan came around the corner, and looking back, Lyra saw the woman’s face, w...hite with concentration, scanning the streets through the open window.MoreLessShow More Show Less
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