She didn’t look back. She couldn’t. She didn’t know where Caleb was. If he was safe. If the lion had turned. But she ran like her life depended on it. Because it did. She burst through the treeline, feet slamming against the familiar patch of grass behind Kevin’s house.
Her knees gave out. She collapsed to the earth, panting, the kittens still held fast in her arms. People rushed from the porch. Lisa stared at the tree line, her lungs still heaving, her heart pounding louder than the voices around her. The world was spinning.