A pillow, huh? So that's how it was. Alex hadn't missed the way Mona had fluffed his sleeping bag earlier, and considering there wasn't anything else in the tent, she could only be referring to one thing. He shuffled to the side slightly so he could push over the rolled sleeping bag.

"She can lean against this if she wants, but with cracked ribs she'll probably be more comfortable simply laying flat."

Alex felt something hit the tent behind him as the wind suddenly howled louder. The dust storm had arrived. The walls of the tent began to tremble violently, but their combined weight kept the wind from being able to shift the tent.