Amelia stopped, panting. The mountain loomed ahead, dropped away behind. Cedars had long since been replaced by scrubby wind-twisted spruce.
She trusted Jen and Danny but this was huge. So huge.
Amelia didn’t know if she could leave her parents, her clone-sisters behind to live on this mountain when the sea flooded around them.
More importantly, she didn’t know if her parents would let her go.
