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mini mart, the fluorescent lights flicker eerily, illuminating the aisles of snacks lining the interior. I stop in my tracks and pull hard against Buns’s arm, trying to get her to release me. Panic grips me as cold sweat breaks out all over my body.
    “No…let go of me!” I whisper feebly, feeling Buns release me instantly. Panic makes my whole body shake as I back away from the doors in front of me.
    “Sweetie, what’s wrong?” I vaguely hear Buns ask me, but my eyes are riveted on the doors ahead of me. At any moment they will swing open and I will be assailed by that vile odor; the one that makes me puke—and Gaspard will be inside waiting for me.
    I can’t think rationally, as I turn and run from the gas station. I sprint as fast as my legs will carry me, with no thought as to where I’m going or who will observe me. I cross the street, narrowly avoiding a logging semi packed full of huge fir trees. The driver probably never saw me in the road, since I’m nearly invisible to him at the speed I’m traveling. I rush into the forest on the other side of the street. I ascend a steep hill, maneuvering between the trees so nimbly that not one branch strikes me as I dart between them. Vaulting over large rocks, I keep going, never stumbling, never tiring of the pace that I have set, but continuing as if I will never stop.
    Distantly, I hear my name being called. I keep going, farther and faster. The deep drifts of snow are no problem. I pump my legs harder, passing through them with ease. Climbing the rocks ahead of me, I jump from ledge to ledge, never wavering in my conviction that my foot will land solidly exactly where I want it to land on the precarious terrain. Again, I hear my name from somewhere further behind me. I pause on a rocky ledge.
    Where are you running? my mind whispers. Away from the Seven-Eleven…to Reed, my heart whispers back. I still. I can’t run away from it. It already happened. I had gone into the store with Alfred and I had changed Russell’s life forever—for eternity—and ended my uncle’s life. I did that and I cannot undo it, I think as something brutal twists inside of me. I hear my name being called again, this time closer. I turn knowing Reed is approaching.
    Reed bursts through the trees with an alarmed expression on his face. He stops when he sees me standing just above him on a rocky ledge. I probably look wild because my jacket had torn apart and was left on the trail below me when my wings had sprouted. I still have on the light sweater that Buns had modified for me. It didn’t shred when my wings thrust out because the Velcro flap in the back just pulls away.
    “Evie, where are you going?” Reed asks me in a gentle tone, approaching me with caution.
    I look around me at the trees and snow because I don’t know how to tell him. “I was…running from the Seven-Eleven…looking for you.”
    Reed is confused, and then I see him put it together. I hadn’t tried to run from Alfred once I knew he held Russell hostage and would kill; I had cooperated. Staring at me intensely, Reed’s jaw clenches as he strides the last few steps to me, pulling me into his arms. Reed digs in his pocket for his phone, depressing the speed dial button.
    “I have her—she is okay—we will be back shortly. Wait for us by the road.” He closes the phone. Picking me up off of my feet, he carries me down the side of the steep hill we had just climbed, as if we are walking on a flat, sandy beach somewhere. I am quiet all the way back to the car, feeling several emotions all at once. Just before we leave the cover of the trees, Reed shrugs off his coat and drapes it over my shoulders to hide my wings from sight. Zephyr had moved our car to the shoulder of the road where it’s dark. Approaching the car, Reed places me in the passenger side. Zephyr is at his side instantly while Buns comes to my window.
    “Sweetie—I didn’t realize—it was stupid of me to think you would want to go in