He can smell himself. It’s subtle, as he turns his head in either direction, definitely tame enough to escape Koda’s notice, but it bothers him all the same. Not so much for what it is now, but because of what he knows it will become-by even just the end of this day ( Read more... )

For sure, it’s a good thing he knows this beach like the back of his hand. Hanging a right, Benji begins to head for the dark oblong shape rising above the line of trees in the distance. That’ll get him close to the main road, at least. Without the remotest chance of encountering a car, he can reach his intended destination that much more quickly ( Read more... )

Consciousness comes to him in slow spurts ( Read more... )