Chapter 52

• “I’m just going to practice throwing those knives.” I nodded. “I’ll see you after you eat.” Grabbing my pack, I turned and left quickly. I supposed I would have to practice throwing now, even though I had only said it to find a few moments of quiet. I doubted any of them would need quiet the way I did.
• I watched the fifth knife hit the floor and heaved out a breath, defeated. I was keeping my eyes open. I was looking at the target I wanted to hit. It wasn’t my fault none of the knives wanted to stick.
• “At least they’re going the right way.”