Somehow, I’d wandered here again. The dusty desert air was so distinct, so familiar, so warm. I couldn’t keep myself from gulping in a big breath of it. It almost felt, revitalizing. I considered the peculiarity of that as I puffed up little clouds of sand with each slow step I took. My mouth widened into a grin, and it forced me to notice that dry salt coating my skin and now reaching the tip of ...