while before she continued to sneak through the woods. She kept ducking and hiding behind trees occasionally to let Guards pass. S he ran in to Casey and Peter a little past the big tree near the road . Casey told Mary that we were heading to her house to see if she was al l right and the plan was to meet in the woods in front of her house. By the time they had reached the house , there were already cars there. She figured Donald was already out in the woods by now and told Casey that Abigail would bring me to the evacuation point and that they should head there. Since Casey had to stop and put Peter down for a few minutes on the way to the house , they did not know if Abigail and I had already come and gone. At first , Casey did not want to go, but they heard footsteps and decided to move further in to the woods . Peter’s bag must have slipped off without anyone noticing.
They had to stop about a mile in because Peter was getting t o o heavy , and they rested . They woke up before sunrise and started towards the mountain again, and now here we were .
“ We better get moving . I don' t want anyone following us , ” Mary said.
We walked for about ten minutes before Peter broke the silence.
“ I'm so hungry , ” Peter whined.
I had not notic ed it , but I was starving also . I had not eaten since yesterday morning. My stomach gurgled.
“ There is some food in Donald’s bag , ” I remembered.
We all stopped and huddled around the bag. I grabbed two apples and a pack of crackers , and we split it. I took out a bottle of water and passed it around.
I noticed the watch cases at the bottom of the bag.
“ Mary, Donald did get the watches , ” I said.
I took out the two boxes and handed them to her.
“ That amazing boy , ” s he said with red eyes. She glanced at my wrist. “ I see you put one on already. Did she show you how to use it? ”
“ She did , ” I responded.
“ Good. ” She turned to Peter. “ You can use the other one. Maybe this will keep Casey from carrying you. ”
Peter’s ears turned red.
“ Thanks , ” Peter said as he opened the box , and Abigail started to help him set it up.
In a few minutes , w e finished our meal and began to make our way forward.
Mary began to talk about all the different things that we would see in the W est.
“ You will not believe your eyes! Soft beds with real blankets. Air c onditioning. Oh, I miss AC . I miss the heater. I miss real clothes. Shampoo, conditioner, soap, hot water, clean water, ” Mary began to ramble. “ And the food. Cakes, Chinese food, pizza, hamburgers, spaghetti, fried chicken, donuts… ”
All of our stomachs made a huge gurgle , and we all moaned together in pain.
“ Please stop , Mary . I can’t take it! ” Abigail begged.
“ Oh , come on , Abigail . T here has to be something you miss? ” Mary asked.
“ Yeah, all of what you just said! ” Abigail replied. “ And I miss the music. ”
I guess that talking about what they missed gave them motivation to move on because they went back and forth for about an hour. I stopped listening and started to think about what I missed the most — my family.
“ What about your families ? ” I asked.
I knew it was the wrong topic as soon as the first word slipped from my mouth, but I could not help it.
There was a pause , where Mary and Abigail looked at each other.
“ I have no family , ” Mary spoke up. “ I mean , I have no blood related family that I know of. I was one of the kids that was bred and was supposed to be given away to a foster parent. I was three when a man came and pi cked me up. We were in his car , and he started to light up a cigarette. The driver hit a bump , and the lighter burned into his chin. He got angry. Even though I was only three, I still remember. I reached up , and touched his chin , and told him it would be okay. I had healed the burn. I was so tired ; after that , I fell asleep. When I woke up , we were in a clearing in the middle
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