That damn lingering cough gave me away. Hunched behind a gravestone, unseen and safe, my throat spasmed and no amount of will power could keep the cough from burbling out of me.
I ran. Through trees, across graves, behind stone angels. I ran until I felt safe enough to look behind me. Then I saw . . .
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