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HOPE WAITS ANXIOUSLY. BUT when there’s no sign of Book, she can’t stand there any longer, and she races alongside the track, imagining the worst. First Mom, then Dad, then Faith. She cannot add Book to that list.

When she finally catches sight of him, crouched over Argos, it takes everything in her power to stifle sobs of relief. “Are you okay?” she asks.

Book nods. “Had a little run-in with Dozer,” he says, his hands shaking. Her eyes drop to Argos, who favors a back leg. When Book scratches him behind the ears, Argos pants as though everything is fine.

Hope notices a thin line of blood on Book’s neck and can’t help reaching for it, dabbing it with her fingertips. Book recoils slightly, and for a moment their eyes meet. They’ve touched before—they’ve kissed—but this gesture feels profoundly intimate. Hope pulls her fingers back.