Another flash, and a fallen leaf exploded into terrible radiance, throwing June to the side. She didn’t move.
“Don’t you see?” said Rae, taking another step forward. His foot crackled when it touched the ground. “You live in a house of springs, wound tight enough to squeal. It takes so little, so very little, to push those springs out of alignment, and then…” He gestured, and a pebble detonated, leaving an irradiated crater.
“It’s so hard, June,” he said. “It’s like walking on eggshells. I feel it, inside. I just want to jump up and land with both feet, hard…”