The only thing is, the more I see him and Corr together, the more I think of how unbearable it would be for Sean to lose him. But we can't both win.
Does anyone ask you why you stay, Sean Kendrick?" "They do. " "And why do you?" "The sky and the sand and the sea and Corr.
I might never ride Corr again. I don't know who I am without him.
I'm already waiting when Puck gets to the top of the cliffs. I'm not the only one; about two dozen race tourists have made perches out of rocks, watching Corr and me as closely as they dare. Puck glares at them all, searing enough that some of them flinch in surprise. I'm not certain what to expect from her after last night. I don't know how to address her. I don't know what she expects from me or what I expect from me. What I get is a wordless hello and a November cake in my hand.
I stare at him. "You can't risk not winning. Not because of me. " Sean doesn't lift his eyes from the counter. "We make our move when you make yours. You on the inside, me on the outside. Corr can come from the middle of the pack; he's done it before. It's one side you won't have to worry about. " I say, "I will not be your weakness, Sean Kendrick. " Now he looks at me. He Says, very softly, "It's late for that, Puck.
