His mumbling's too deep for him to be a girl. Steph shakes her head. A twig breaks. We didn't move. He looks up.
Cassie takes off.
I can't fly, just a little, if I really work at it. Kid's on the ground pinned, screaming all weird. As if anyone's going to come and help him out, out here in the dark. I run up to Cassie, and the kid goes quiet. It is a kid.