Matt
👤 SpeakerAppearances Over Time
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I pointed.
He bent, picked it up and looked at it.
His face drained of color.
Ryan?
He called quietly.
You're gonna want to see this.
Ryan came over, wiping sweat and dust from his forehead.
He took the photo, looked at it for about three seconds, then closed his eyes.
Okay, he said.
His voice was very calm.
We're leaving.
Not just moving camp.
We're leaving.
No one argued.
We threw the remaining gear into the truck without bothering about organization.
Ryan climbed behind the wheel, Miguel took the passenger seat, and I squeezed into the back with the cooler and duffel bags.
The interior of the Tacoma felt weirdly small now, like the outside world had expanded, and we were just a tiny metal bubble floating in it.
As we rolled away from the wash, I couldn't help glancing in the side mirror.
For a fraction of a second, I thought I saw someone standing where our fire pit had been.
Tall, ungracefully thin, head cocked, watching us leave.