tomorrow.
Suddenly, all our hearts fell. A police patrol car
pulled up and parked right under our window. The
officers got out and gazed toward Gordon's station
wagon.
"It's too soon for there to be a description," I
said and looked to Crystal for confirmation. "Unless Megan went right to him after we left
and he got on the phone with the police," she replied. Butterfly looked ready to cry.
"They'll put us in jail," she whispered.
"Everyone take it easy. Don't act suspicious," Crystal
said.
The waitress brought us the coffee and juice as
the policemen entered.
"What are they doing?" I asked Crystal. She
glanced up.
"They're going to the counter. They're not even
looking our way."
I blew the air out of my lungs and sat back. "You know," I said mournfully, "we're going to
have this sort of reaction every time we see policemen."
"That's why we want to get off the main highways as soon as we can," Crystal said. She went back
to her map. The waitress served our toast and muffins
and we all started to eat.
"So where are you all going?" I turned to see
one of the motorcyclists standing by our table. "To visit relatives, like I said," Crystal replied.
"Early start on your summer vacation, huh?" "Something like that," I said quickly and gave
him my best look that said "Buzz off." But he ignored
me and turned to Raven again.
"Where do these relatives live?" he pursued.
His dirty, dark brown hair, although tied back, had
strands popping up like broken piano wires. He had a