all asleep.
The sun had just gone down behind the birch,
maple and hickory trees that surrounded us. Darkness felt like a warm blanket. It was very quiet. The birds
had gone to sleep, too.
"I wonder what Gordon's doing now," Raven
said.
"Thinking of us, that's for sure," I replied.
Raven laughed.
"I don't want to think of him," Butterfly said.
We all grunted.
"Good night," I told them and they all said good
night.
I didn't wake again until the car was filled with
light. It lit up my eyelids and washed out my dreams.
My lids flickered and I realized it wasn't bright
because of the morning sun.
"Oh no," I thought and sat up. A car was right
behind us, right on top of us.
Before I could warn the girls, there was a tap at
my window and the face of an elderly man. He was
peering in with his hand over his eyes. My heart did
flip-flops. The window on my side had been rolled
completely closed. Slowly, I lowered it. As I did so,
the others began to stir.
"Well, I'll be darned," the old man said, "a
bunch of lambs who have lost their way. What'cha
doin' sleepin' in a car, for goodness sakes, when there's plenty of room in the house? Go on," he said, pointing ahead. "Follow the road. Go on. Nana will be
happy to see you all. Go on."
I looked back at Crystal.
"You better do as he says," she whispered.