Chapter 19

• My upper lip begins to tremble without any contemplation. Heat and sweat raise their deposition in my body. Terror has taken me over completely, the voices of the past begin to whisper in my mind.
• “Thieves, swindlers, you're misery, pay for what you've done to us!” A group of men shout behind us.
• Josh grips my hand tightly as we walk out of the high school, walking almost in a skip. My feet feel clumsy with fear, stumbling with each stride.