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would survive the rest of the way.
“That’s the truest thing I have heard them say so far,” said Ellie. “I don’t know how they’re going to survive either.”
“Cut her some slack, would you,” Marcie finally said back to us. “She’s on her period .”
Ellie and I snickered, and Damien shook his head.
“That’s not going to be much of an excuse for anything from this point on.”
“What do you know, Mr. Smartass,” Marcie said. “You’re a boy.”
“I know that no one’s going to take care of you anymore. Either of you. You either pull your own weight or you get left behind.”
“That’s probably the most insensitive thing I have heard—.”
“OK, can we can the argument?” I said finally. “Kimmy, I realize that you’re not at your best, but you’re going to have to grow up fast. Damien, just…leave them alone.”
Damien shrugged.
“All I know is that tomorrow we need to make three times as many miles as we did today,” he said. “That means getting to bed soon and getting up while it’s still dark so we can be riding at daybreak.”
“I plan on doing a little reading before bed,” Marcie said.
“How will you do that?” Ellie asked. “It’ll be dark soon.”
Marcie grinned and held up a flashlight.
Damien, standing behind her, reached down and snatched the flashlight from her.
“You waste the batteries and later you’ll be putting your life in danger.” He took the flashlight and put it in his backpack.
Marcie put on her pouty face again, but didn’t argue.
As the sun went down, we dined on a dinner of macaroni and cheese, which Ellie put together for us. I was impressed. The only meal I had been able to fix up to this point was peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. I decided that if I was going to survive the coming weeks and months, I’d need to watch and learn whenever I got the chance.
As Ellie and I took care of the horses, Damien put his and my sleeping bags next to each other, right next to the wall that went up to the overpass. Ellie laid hers out near ours. But despite all of our warnings, Kimmy and Marcie laid their sleeping bags on the rise immediately above the stream.
“I like to hear the sound of running water,” Kimmy said. “I’m used to hearing cars, so this will help me sleep.”
I was worried that one of them would roll down the incline into the water, but Damien gave me a look that told me to not argue with them.
My mind was full of a lot of things, mostly questions about what the future would hold for us. Would Daddy come to get me? If so, how would they get here? The more I thought about it, the more I realized that my father would be up to his armpits in crocodiles. Even if he wanted to rescue me, he didn’t have the resources to do so.
I drifted off into a fitful sleep, the sound of horses and a babbling stream running through my mind.
The sun was already up when I opened my eyes. I woke up to look into the face of a man in a Maryland State Trooper uniform with squinty eyes and a bushy mustache, leaning over me. I let out a little scream, and the others jumped up where they were lying. Sure enough, when Kimmy jerked out of her sleep, she rolled in her sleeping bag down the embankment and into the small stream. Fortunately for her, where she landed was shallow. But still she ended up getting a morning bath she hadn’t planned on.
I sat up, pulling the top of my sleeping bag over me, shock still on my face. Damien was already up, and standing next to the officer, with two more officers beside him.
“What’s your name, girl,” the mustached officer asked me harshly.
“Finn…Finn…Infinity Richards, sir,” I stammered.
“And this is Eleanor Sanchez, Kimberly Moscewitz, and Marcela Swan, officer,” added Damien.
The officer didn’t look impressed. He stood facing me with his hands on his hips, apparently trying to decide what to do.
“You know you five are in a boatload of trouble,” he said.
“Trouble?” I
“That’s the truest thing I have heard them say so far,” said Ellie. “I don’t know how they’re going to survive either.”
“Cut her some slack, would you,” Marcie finally said back to us. “She’s on her period .”
Ellie and I snickered, and Damien shook his head.
“That’s not going to be much of an excuse for anything from this point on.”
“What do you know, Mr. Smartass,” Marcie said. “You’re a boy.”
“I know that no one’s going to take care of you anymore. Either of you. You either pull your own weight or you get left behind.”
“That’s probably the most insensitive thing I have heard—.”
“OK, can we can the argument?” I said finally. “Kimmy, I realize that you’re not at your best, but you’re going to have to grow up fast. Damien, just…leave them alone.”
Damien shrugged.
“All I know is that tomorrow we need to make three times as many miles as we did today,” he said. “That means getting to bed soon and getting up while it’s still dark so we can be riding at daybreak.”
“I plan on doing a little reading before bed,” Marcie said.
“How will you do that?” Ellie asked. “It’ll be dark soon.”
Marcie grinned and held up a flashlight.
Damien, standing behind her, reached down and snatched the flashlight from her.
“You waste the batteries and later you’ll be putting your life in danger.” He took the flashlight and put it in his backpack.
Marcie put on her pouty face again, but didn’t argue.
As the sun went down, we dined on a dinner of macaroni and cheese, which Ellie put together for us. I was impressed. The only meal I had been able to fix up to this point was peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. I decided that if I was going to survive the coming weeks and months, I’d need to watch and learn whenever I got the chance.
As Ellie and I took care of the horses, Damien put his and my sleeping bags next to each other, right next to the wall that went up to the overpass. Ellie laid hers out near ours. But despite all of our warnings, Kimmy and Marcie laid their sleeping bags on the rise immediately above the stream.
“I like to hear the sound of running water,” Kimmy said. “I’m used to hearing cars, so this will help me sleep.”
I was worried that one of them would roll down the incline into the water, but Damien gave me a look that told me to not argue with them.
My mind was full of a lot of things, mostly questions about what the future would hold for us. Would Daddy come to get me? If so, how would they get here? The more I thought about it, the more I realized that my father would be up to his armpits in crocodiles. Even if he wanted to rescue me, he didn’t have the resources to do so.
I drifted off into a fitful sleep, the sound of horses and a babbling stream running through my mind.
The sun was already up when I opened my eyes. I woke up to look into the face of a man in a Maryland State Trooper uniform with squinty eyes and a bushy mustache, leaning over me. I let out a little scream, and the others jumped up where they were lying. Sure enough, when Kimmy jerked out of her sleep, she rolled in her sleeping bag down the embankment and into the small stream. Fortunately for her, where she landed was shallow. But still she ended up getting a morning bath she hadn’t planned on.
I sat up, pulling the top of my sleeping bag over me, shock still on my face. Damien was already up, and standing next to the officer, with two more officers beside him.
“What’s your name, girl,” the mustached officer asked me harshly.
“Finn…Finn…Infinity Richards, sir,” I stammered.
“And this is Eleanor Sanchez, Kimberly Moscewitz, and Marcela Swan, officer,” added Damien.
The officer didn’t look impressed. He stood facing me with his hands on his hips, apparently trying to decide what to do.
“You know you five are in a boatload of trouble,” he said.
“Trouble?” I
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