The glow of the fire warms my legs as I search the faces of my companions for some sign of hope. I look first at Courage, but he looks down. Then, I steal a glance at Beauty, but she runs away.
Patience is just across from me rocking back and forth; he’s too busy with the twiddle of his thumbs. At last, Kindness meets my gaze, and returns a smile. “Go back,” she whispers, but I don’t know where.