Sometimes the thing that holds you together ends up causing the most damage . . . A gasp of air seemed to slice through Anika on its way in, and she quickly backtracked so that the emission wouldn't give her away. Desperately casting her eyes about for something else to focus on-anything else-Anika took in the scene around her. Atop the hay-strewn ground the summer grass was a tender green, naive blossoms just poking their heads out to see if winter...