May 21st excerpt:
Oscar took in a shuddering breath while his body was still racked by sobs and his tense shivering. Any shot at answering, even with a weak plea for his life, was lost as soon as he peeked his eyes open. A huge face, bigger than he knew how to fathom, still hovered overhead, staring at him. After years living under the rule of don’t be seen, a weird mix of fear and guilt locked up his reply.
They were so loud anyway. They probably wouldn’t hear his meek little voice if he spoke.