I'm so sorry,' I whisper. I lean forward and kiss him. His eyelashes flutter and he looks at me through a haze of opiates. 'Hey, Catnip.' 'Hey, Gale,' I say. 'Thought you'd be gone by now,' He says. My choices are simple. I can die like a quarry in the woods or I can die here beside Gale. 'I'm not going anywhere. I'm going to stay right here and cause all kinds of trouble.' 'Me, too,' Gale says. He just manages a smile before the drugs pull him back under.