Phantom Hollow bluegrass

her mouth tasted awful! but dwin was here, dwin was close, and it was like she had never been gone.
help. pain flashed through her body. she sat back and decided she would not try to get up again. instead she lifted a weak arm and wound it around dwin's shoulders.
"where am i?" it didn't feel like brecheliant. but then again, chickadee had not been herself since what she had seen.
"there was a man, i think?" her voice was soft. she looked quizzically at her sister, feeling that same earth taste in her mouth.