Chapter 11 Eleven

• It’s been a week and five days since I decided to allow my instincts to guide me and follow a strange man, Troy, home and I do not regret it.
• Troy might look younger than he actually was, and he might act like a five year old with his tantrums and stomping around when he did not get his way, but he was a good man; he treated me like his sister and friend.
• After that first night, he let me sleep on his bed while he slept on the three seater couch. I tried to make him sleep in his bed because I could not come into his house and snatch his bed, but he refused. He told me he knew that I needed to lay on something soft after days in the woods.