Chapter 11 Another Stranger

• The cloud of red dust Gerald’s car left in its wake was thick and acrid, burning my throat and stinging my eyes. I lay on the sun-baked ground, watching in despair as Gerald drove away, I kept on watching until his taillights shrank and eventually vanished completely.
• My lungs screamed for water and for clean air as I forced myself to stand despite my protesting muscles. I couldn’t stay here forever, I had to find a way despite the dull throbbing pain in my head.
• Gerald had taken every single dollar I had on me and left me with nothing. The only cash I had left in my purse was a few crumpled pesos.