The light on Marshall switched to yellow, then red.
It doesn’t matter, Marina thought, we have to cross both streets.
She turned to reach for Violet’s hand when she realized Violet was past her, running toward the intersection.
Everything went visually out of focus but the noise of traffic intensified.
Where adrenalin goes in a panic, or even where it comes from, Marina didn’t know, but she lunged forward to grab the hood on her daughter’s blue jacket, and when she missed, her left foot became a spring and she leaped.
“Veee!!!” she screamed, vaguely aware of shapes that were moving cars crossing Belladin, oblivious to a little girl who was…
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