Dear Loco,
I wake up to find Fe blue and not breathing.
Lana fashions a small coffin out of cardboard for him. Chutney and I take him to Avati to bury him some place nice.
I’m grateful he held on so Luna can be safe, so kittu can be safe. At the same time, I feel like all the fight has left my body.
I wanted a glorious win. I wanted to climb that mountain unhindered and plant that flag of conquest.
But those doctors were partly right, they did have cause for concern. I was also right to fight for more time for Luna.
Can life not be crystal clear? Does it have to be muddy waters you swim in to get to the other side?
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