Anywhere (Mayberry University #2)

Chapter 51

CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE

I try to do my homework, but I stare at the page. I try to eat, but I forget to chew. I try to gather my laundry, but my hands are useless.

I collapse onto my couch.

The lights are on, but the world is dark. People need things from me—I know they do—but I have nothing to give. I curl into a ball, lost.

She’s gone.

And so am I.

Because so is he.

I used to be God’s guy—the hands and feet, the one people could count on. I thought that’s who I was. But now, I can’t even stand. What good is a broken tool? Or worse … a warped one. Not just useless, but dangerous.