Page 85 of Rangers Mountain Rescue
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Havoc
Idon’t sleep.
Can’t.
The house is quiet.
Everyone else finally crashed.
Even Ace.
Even Blaze.
Buddy is stretched across Dylan’s doorway.
Guarding.
Always guarding.
I step outside.
The Texas night wraps around me.
Warm.
Still.
Too still.
I lean against the porch railing.
Try to clear my head.
Doesn’t work.
Because she’s there.
Again.
Sitting on the steps.
Like she knew I’d come out.
“You ever sleep?” she asks softly.
“Sometimes.”
She huffs a quiet laugh.
“Liar.”
Fair.
We sitin silence for a while.
Then she says—
