Snow hadn't realized how much she'd longed for Trinket until he was there, and her first movement was to lift her hand from the cat's back to stroke his head.

What if he were next? And Vex. Vax. Jag. Rocket. Dyson.

Mama.

The scream started to build up in her chest again, and she didn't think she could hold it in. She screwed her eyes shut.