Chapter 217
By the time Katelina finished her shower, Jorick was back with the gym bag. The first thing she dug out was a bottle of pain killers. The suggested dose seemed too small, so she took five and prayed they did something to numb the throbbing in her wrist.
She was long out of clean clothes, so Jorick helped her dress in the least dirty; a pair of jeans and the fuzzy pink sweater Rachel had given her for Christmas. He helped her brush her tangled hair and then slipped out of his clothes and bathed while she carefully transferred the contents of her pockets from one pair of jeans to the other.
When he was done, they left the bathroom to find Loren and Oren waiting for them. The teen's hair hung wet around his grinning face.
"I sent Loren scavenging." Oren handed Jorick several flat strips of rusty metal. "That is, once he was done trying to impress my sister with how masculine he is."
"That's not what I was doing!" A flush stole into his cheeks. "We were just cleaning up!"