The Survivor Wants to Die at the End (They Both Die at the End #3)

Paz

8:31 p.m.

I ’ m so damn lucky to be Mom’s son.

I wanna comfort Mom right now as she cries, but I hang back as Naya shows her some love; Naya’s kindness definitely passed

down to Alano.

“You have done excellent work,” Joaquin says to Mom.

Then I notice he’s glaring at me.

Joaquin is no doubt judging the work Mom does at the shelter since she raised a son who almost hit his. I’m the one who raised

my fist, not Mom.

“You’re the best, Mom,” I say while glaring back at Joaquin.

If Joaquin has some shit he wants to say about me almost punching Alano, he can say it.

I’m ready to swing back over Death-Cast ruining my life—and this time I’ll hit hard.