No one said anything for a moment. We were all too wet, too sore, and we’d come entirely too far to turn back.
Then Macey stared right into Zach’s eyes. “We’re leaving her with you,” she warned.
“I’ll be fine, Macey,” I said, but it was as if she hadn’t heard a word.
“We’re leaving her with you,” she said again. “And if you make us regret that…”
“I won’t,” Zach said, and somehow I believed him.