around. He headed home to get changed so the next time they saw him he would be harder to recognize. He would also drag Keither along so it would just look like he was out with his brother running errands. Legon would be safe for now. People in town would be slow to talk, and Legon didn’t venture into the town center often.
* * * * *
Sasha came out of a restless sleep. She had been waking up every few hours with lists of things to do rushing through her head and an eerie feeling that not all was well. She decided to get up and on with her day. The sun was coming up now and she wasn’t going to get any sleep anyway.
She rolled out of bed and began to get dressed. There was a lot that needed to get done. Late last night she came to the conclusion that her and Legon needed to be able to leave at the drop of a hat. After that, the lists had started to run constantly in her mind. The thing was, they weren’t just leaving to go camping for a few days, they were leaving for good, and if they were forced to leave quickly they would need to pack light. This was a problem because when it came down to it, they needed to take a lot or they would be unable to start a new life somewhere.
She paused for a moment to decide what she wanted to wear for the day. She settled on an earthy green skirt and white blouse. She inspected herself in the mirror. It wasn’t good. There were huge bags under her eyes and her face was pale and looked a little odd to her. She leaned closer to the little mirror above the vanity. As she looked she noticed a slight twitch beneath her left eye. “That’s odd, I wonder what it…” she began to think, but the thought stopped as she felt her body become rigid and her vision blur. There was the sound of something hitting the ground and she felt incredible pain all over her body. She was faintly aware of herself on the ground thrashing about, but the pain was so bad she couldn’t think anymore. She had to be dying. And then she thought and felt nothing as the episode shut down her conscious mind.
She awoke to the usual scene: Legon was holding her, her parents were fussing. A dull pain in her left hip told her where she hit the ground. She didn’t remember much about it and was still trying to get her bearings. It felt like her mind was disconnected until she heard Legon’s calming voice. As his voice came, most of her mind came back with it, like someone had uncovered a candle or removed a blindfold. This wasn’t uncommon. She had never told anyone in the family, but she noticed that if Legon was around after an episode her mind seemed to start up faster then if he wasn’t. Stranger still, she knew that even though the episodes made her unconscious, she sometimes had flickers of thought or images, but they were just flickers, and only when Legon was there.
“Sash, Sash, are you ok? Are you back?” he said concernedly.
“Ye… yeah I’m back. How long was I out?”
“Only for a moment, dear. We heard you hit the floor,” said her mother. Sasha tried to raise herself from the floor.
“No honey, just wait a minute before you try and get up,” came her father’s voice.
Sasha raised her hand to block the now dazzling light that was starting to come in through the window. Everyone was still in their bedclothes. Legon was on the floor beside her. He placed his hand on her shoulder and this seemed to give her strength. Having an episode in the house was the worst. Every time it happened she got a huge bruise from hitting the hard floor. At least when it happened outside the ground was softer. A dull throb on the side of her head confirmed this.
“I’m fine now, really I am. I’ll try to take it easy today. I just need to run an errand or two so it won’t be bad.”
“Don’t worry about going out, Sash. I can pick up whatever you need when I go over to visit Kovos. I don’t mind. I’m sure whatever you need is on my way.” Legon squeezed her shoulder a bit in a loving way, but also