everything he said was right.
Casey slept on the cold, wet, grass with one of Paulâs blankets wrapped tight around her. It was freezing and every fifteen minutesâsometimes lessâshe would wake up shivering. Each time she did, she caught another glimpse of the city and heard Paulâs words echoing in her headâ the gates of hell . Finally, she fell asleep for good.
Something soft and fuzzy tickled her nose, waking her. It also smelled good. Casey opened her eyes and had to smile. Paul was giving her a sugar mustache with a powdered doughnut. He also had two enormous cups of coffee.
âYou called for room service?â
âAwesome! Whereâd you get it?â
âTheyâre building a house a couple of blocks away. A food truck comes for the construction guys.â
She sat up and scarfed down the doughnut. A fog hung over the canyon, and through the mist she could hear faint voices of children as they were being dropped off at Wonderland. She sipped her coffee and knew she had survived. Sheâd been beaten, sheâd been raped. She was sore all over. But she had survived. Yesterday, she never felt so weak, now she was stronger. A lot stronger. She was ready to put all of this behind her.
As she laced her high-tops, she said, âIf I just keep going downhill, Iâll end up in Hollywood, right?â
âSure. But where are you going?â
âHome.â
âHome?â
âIâm gonna find a phone and beg my mom to give me enough money for a ticket back.â
âAnd youâre really gonna go back?â
âIâm not staying here,â she said.
âYou really sound like you mean it.â
What was he saying?âshe did mean it. âIâm gone,â she said.
âSure you are.â
âI am.â
âSee ya.â
Paul turned away and rolled up his blanket.
âHey ⦠thanks,â she said, âwithout you ⦠I donât know what wouldâve happened to me. I way owe you. But I gotta go.â
Casey started down the hill. Fast. Three huge steps, nearly running. Hollywood was close. A bus out of here had her name on it. By tomorrow this was all going to be just a fucked-up memory â¦
She took another step, but this one was smaller. And the next step was still smaller. Back to Seattle?âthatâs where she was so hot to get back to? â¦
And instead of bolting down the hill, like she knew she would, she was standing still ⦠What was back home? Her father who should be in jail? Her mother who would freak when she showed up again? Her motherâs shithead boyfriend who thought she was Satan? And even if someoneâanyoneâtook her back, what was she gonna say to them?âI really proved how much I could take care of myself by running away and getting beaten and raped?
They wouldnât understand. How could they?
Casey dropped onto the wet grass. Paul came down the hill and sat beside her.
They sat in silence. Childrenâs voices floated up from Wonderland. Casey stared aheadâstupidly she knewâas if a plane was going to fly by with a banner telling her what to do with her life.
âI feel the same way,â he said.
âYou do?â
âLess than a year ago, I was living in a farm town outside of St. Paul.â
âWhat happened?â
âWhat happened was, in my tiny, little townâpopulation, two thousand, one hundred and twenty to be exactâI did everything right. Everything . In my sophomore year I was president of the student council, I was the starting end on the football team, and by far the leading scorer on our basketball team, which made my parents, especially my dad, who was this big jock himself, super-fucking-proud. And one day I came home from basketball practice and saw everything I owned thrown out onto the front lawn. My dad had found my journalâI guess I hadnât hidden it very wellâand he was upstairs in my
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