Chapter 11
- SKY
- My clothes are dirty and stiff with dried mud, but I’m alive. That’s a start I can work from.
- I walk for a while, my legs weak and trembling, until I see the bright glow of headlights cutting through the dark road. Desperate, I wave my arms, hoping someone will stop. For a moment, I think he won’t, but the sound of brakes squealing tells me he has. My heart leaps as a mid-sized truck slows and pulls to the side.