Stone Circle jump suit, chain gang, shackles on my feet and hands

Day smiled at the woman, weak with relief but warm with graditude. "Thanks, Kryp," he said sincerely, bumping his forehead against her. He was glad that nothing seemed changed between them, even though he was sure she was probably less than pleased with his disappearing act. Perhaps, one day, he would tell her just what he'd been thinking.

For now, they had to get on the road. There was a woman ready to pop and a belly full of pups to deliver.