Chapter 34
Only a couple dozen steps…yeah, feels like a five mile run in full gear.Cold sweat was running down Kurt’s rib cage by the time he was through the door into the small apartment.
“Just sit on the bed,” said Maggie.
It wasn’t like there were a lot of choices anyway. A tiny table with two chairs sat near the kitchenette. The bed was a mattress and box springs directly on the floor, with pillows lined up along the end that abutted the wall to give it a vague “sofa” look.
Even sheer willpower was coming to an end, as pain combined with a stupid level of exhaustion. Kurt could see the edges of his vison darkening.
“Grab him! I think he’s about to pass out,” Maggie snapped.
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She could see Kurt’s lips going white and the rest of his face paling, too. Mike stepped up behind Kurt and grabbed him under the arms as Kurt’s grip on the crutches began to falter.