Seasons After Fall by Reginald Linsao

Author:Reginald Linsao [Linsao, Reginald]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-03-24T22:00:00+00:00

11

Rowan watched the sun slowly rise above the buildings in the distance, hoping that it would bring warmth to the chilly highway. He had not slept at all the previous night, as he watched over Lorena to make sure she was okay. Surprisingly, she had not woken up at any point in the last few hours. Rowan secretly hoped that she was suddenly okay now and that she would be able to walk without any assistance, but he knew that this wasn’t going to be the case. Getting home was going to take longer, though he was actually okay with that for once. Someone else needed him right now.

He took Lorena’s knife and opened up a can of chicken noodle soup that they had been saving. The soft goop inside didn’t look very appetizing, but it was better than eating a dead squirrel or something like that. He then took one of the water bottles and set both the can and the bottle next to Lorena, hoping that she would have enough strength to eat.

“Hey,” said Rowan, gently shaking the young girl awake. “I made breakfast.”

She grumbled and slowly opened her eyes. “Rowan—”

“How are you feeling?” he interrupted. He frantically put his palm on her forehead, which did not seem particularly warm at all. “Are you okay?”

“I don’t know what you mean by okay, but my leg still really hurts,” she groaned. “But it isn’t as bad as I thought it would be. Really.”

Rowan unwrapped the bandages on her leg. To his surprise, the wound looked relatively fine, and it didn’t look like it was infected. This gave him some relief, so he cleaned up the area again and redressed the wound.

“Here,” he said, handing Lorena the can of soup. “Try to finish as much of this as possible. You need food in your system.”

“What about you?”

“Don’t worry about me. I’m fine.”

“I don’t believe you, but okay.”

Rowan watched Lorena eat for a while. Even though she wasn’t really complaining about the pain in her leg, he still pulled out some painkillers for her to take. He knew that she was trying her hardest to hide her agony, because every few minutes, she would fail to keep up the illusion, whether it was in her wincing face or in her unsteady voice.

“It’s really cold right now,” she said.

“You’re telling me. You’ve got my sweater.”

Lorena’s laugh was accompanied by a ghastly grimace. “Thank you, by the way.”

“Of course. You just have to lend me yours when I need it.”

“I don’t think you can fit into this.”

“Probably not, but you’d just force it on me regardless.”

“Honestly? Yeah.”

Rowan sifted through their belongings for a moment, but he wasn’t quite sure what he was looking for. “Anyway, sorry the soup is cold. There’s no way we can make a fire—and even if we could, I don’t think I know how. We could really use the warmth right now.”

“It’s fine. Cold soup is delicious.”

“Are you serious?”

“Nope. This is disgusting.”

“Then I’m glad you’re the one enjoying it and not me,” said Rowan with a grin.

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