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the sound of a toaster popping and began to prepare something that I couldn’t see.   “Why don’t you tell me a little about yourself?”   he asked.
    “There isn’t much to tell.”   I told him.
    “I find that hard to believe.”   I shrugged, my mind going blank.   “You go to school, don’t you?   You said you were seventeen.”   I nodded.
    “It’s my last year.   Phe and I— ”   I broke off then, a sudden pain in my chest.   I cleared my throat and swallowed deeply.   “We were supposed to be going to L.A. after graduation.   Getting an apartment, going to college.”   I eyed the table attentively.   “I…I don’t know what I’ll do now.”   He placed a plate in front of me.   “That’s if I ever get out of here.”
    “I’ll figure something out, Lucinda.   I promise.   Demetrius isn’t going to get away with what he’s done.”   The look in his eye told me that Demetrius’ crimes were more than the most recent, and I didn’t doubt him for a minute.   Sighing, I glanced down at the meal that had just been placed in front of me.   “It’s peanut butter and jelly on toast.   You should eat it while it’s warm.   I hear it’s delicious.”
    “I know, ”   I paused.   “I haven’t had this in ages.   My mom used to make it for me.   It was my favorite.”   It only took moments for me to devour the sandwich, realizing at once how hungry I was.   “Thank you, ”   I said, staring at the plate.  
    “I can make another—”
    “No, no—that’s all right.   One is enough for right now.”   I glanced toward the man leaning against the kitchen counter, his arms crossed casually over his chest.   “I noticed you paint.”
    “Something to pass the time.”   I nodded.   “I read a lot, too.”
    “Me too, ”   I smiled at the common pastime, feeling myself relax slightly.   “I used to read all the time—but lately…”   I let the sentence trail.   I hadn’t had much time for reading lately.   “I really like your paintings.”
    “Thank you, ”   his voice was very soft in that moment and I nodded, glancing over him.   He cleared his throat and reached forward to take the plate from me.   “I’ve been thinking…”   The water turned on and I watched his back as he washed the plate.   “We probably shouldn’t stay here.   I’m surprised Demetrius hasn’t already come.”   My eyes widened.
    “He knows where to find you?”
    “He won’t have much difficulty at all finding out.”   I swallowed, biting my lip softly.   He turned to face me, plate still in hand.   “I won’t let him hurt you, Lucinda.   You have to believe that.”
    “I do.”   My voice was timid, barely audible—but when I saw his eyes brighten ever-so-softly, I knew he’d heard me.   “Where will we go?”
    “I’m not sure yet.   But wherever it is, we should probably go soon.   They’ll be coming any time now, with the sun fully set.”   He dried the plate and opened a cupboard.   “We just need a place to go until daybreak, really.   Once the sun comes up, he and I are both trapped.”
    “We could go to my apartment.”   He shook his head almost immediately.  
    “I’m certain he’s already been there.   He’ll likely have someone standing by to watch for us.”   At this, a shiver did work its way up my spine.   He took a seat at the chair to my right, facing me.   “And it won’t be long until he does the same thing here.”  
    “So then…what?”   I asked quietly, feeling as if we were out of options.   “Do we run?”  
    “He’ll only follow.”   He gave a shake of his head and I began to bite my lip nervously, thinking of the people who had treated me like one of their own for as long as I could remember.   I longed once more to comfort Ellie and Ryan.
    “Is there any…any way to— ”   I almost couldn’t bring myself to say it, and so I took a moment to take a deep breath.   “Can he