Page 119 of Broken Play


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And before the fear can swallow me again, I grab my coat.My shoes.My bag.

I text the group chat Kael made earlier:

WREN:Coming over.Can someone meet me outside?

Three dots appear immediately.

KAEL:On my way.

A second set.

FINN:Leaving now.

A third.

ATLAS:Stay where I can see you.

My chest cracks open—relief, fear, something else I can’t name.

I lock the door behind me.

Walk down the hall.

Push open the building’s front door and step into the cold Boston night.

And for the first time all day...

I don’t feel alone.










Chapter 30: Atlas

I’m out the door beforeI finish reading her text.

Not walking.

Not jogging.