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Thirty-Nine

MORGAN

I stirred exhaustedly in one of the sleeping bags, cocooned up tightly in its wary I wasn’t even sure where I was Thenback, in bits and pieces that were all too stark and real

HOLY SHIT

“Hey sleepyhead…”

I turned and there was Shane, holding soe, stearant food!

“How do you like your eggs?”

Unfertilized, I al one of the few dirty jokes I actually knew It wouldn’t have been funny however, in lieu of last night Even though I was on the pill

“W—What is that?”

“Beans and lentils They’re good”

Anything would be good right now and I knew it I ide awake alive me a seat on the hearth beside him He handed me the bowl, and what looked like a shattered piece of so

“You can use that as a spoon,” he said, “but the rest of us just used our hands No tableit if you want to, just be careful of splinters”

I tossed the reedily The rice was dry, but warm and delicious The very second the first mouthful landed in my belly I was in seventh heaven

“The rest is yours,” Shane said “Sorry but we ate without you”

I glanced around Boone and Jeremy were at the opposite end of the rooain Through it, I could see the snow falling just as heavily as ever