“Can you see anything?” Dara asked, lying flat on the ground. Her cheek pressed into a pile of dry, loose dirt.
Akilah held her breath as she peered over the rough stone wall, but she was afraid that her thunderous heartbeat might still give them away. Hip high grass swayed in the balmy breeze like ocean waves. Gauzy clouds floated overhead. The sun seemed to be smiling down on them and for a moment Akilah thought they were safe. A warm feeling of relief had just begun to bloom in her chest when she noticed the slick black form slithering toward them. [Read more…]