Chapter 47
- My mother lifts the torn shirt from over my head and gasps when she sees three deep claw marks across my back. I didn’t realise my back had been clawed through the fight. The doctor dabs the wounds with something cold and wet.
- I bite my bottom lip, ‘It stings,’ I cry.
- ‘I’m sorry, Lylah, but we must clean it to prevent infection,’ Doctor Matlin says.