“Goal,” she said weakly as her legs flopped over, her feet dropping to the ground like she was a new foal. She took a deep breath, wheezing a little when she let it out. Livvy looked up at Algy and said, “Asthma...” If she was seeing a doctor, that would be something they should know.
Once she had been lifted into Algy's arms, she let her head rest against his shoulder and closed her eyes. “Gonna tell me... how y'all went through... the wringer, too... and can still move...?” Her voice was a whisper now.