Chapter 43 My Fault
- I worried about Elva all day, about her abilities and the dangers that those might bring. I was so distracted with my thoughts that I didn’t notice Elva was beginning to not feel well until she took my hand and I felt how clammy her palms were.
- “Are you not feeling well, Elva?” I pressed the back of my hand to her forehead. She was burning up. “Why didn’t you say anything?”
- “You get sad,” Elva said.