Ben held her hand like it was the only thing keeping him from falling off a cliff. Her words didn't really help. He could tell she meant well but it didn't put the memories back where they belonged. It felt like he was trapped in a nightmare despite being awake.
"Maybe but... he didn't own me."
Ben had never been a scavenger. He'd often wished he could be one but, even after he started racing, he hadn't been able to get out of his primary job description.
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Date: 2018-09-15 01:40 pm (UTC)"Maybe but... he didn't own me."
Ben had never been a scavenger. He'd often wished he could be one but, even after he started racing, he hadn't been able to get out of his primary job description.