It was with a heavy swallow that Kymopoleia turned and she pushed her hands deep into her pockets to try and stop their shaking.
She didn't turn around.
She didn't look back to see what Poseidon was doing.
She wanted to.
Instead she focused on putting one foot in front of the other until they finally arrived back at the gravel where she'd parked the rental. There she sat on the hood of the car and considered what it would be like if the furies showed up for her.