Out Of The Ashes (The Ending Series, #3) - Plot & Excerpts
Every morning, it seemed to be a personal goal of his to roll up the tent even tighter, to make it fill an even smaller space. I smiled. “Watch this,” Jason said with a smirk. He slipped the rolled-up tent into the stuff sack like the interior was lined with butter. I stifled my grin while I pulled the sack’s drawstring to close it tightly. “Wow…that’s a real talent you’ve got there.” I tossed the tent on the ground with our packs, saddlebags, and the other stuff sacks containing our sleeping gear. “You should start a tent-rolling league.” Jason crossed his arms and watched me as I pulled my hair free of its hair tie and bent over to smooth the wild curls back into a more secure ponytail. I straightened and stared back at him. “What? I’m absolutely, completely serious,” I said, batting my eyelashes. “You should totally do that.” My eyes widened, like I’d had a lightbulb moment. “It could be a game in the Post-Apocalyptic Olympics!” Jason’s eyes narrowed, the corner of his mouth curving up just enough to reveal the hint of a dimple.
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