Halfs of an OREO

RILEY BRADY

“River’s gonna die, Riley!” Luca’s small voice trembles, half-cough, half-sob. He’s right behind me, stumbling to keep up.

“Shut up, she’s not gonna die!” I whisper-yell, clutching Liora’s arm tighter. She’s limp against me, gasping, her eyes rolling like she can’t get air. My...